I love holiday breaks. The time off allows me to step away from work and spend more time with my family. I relax bedtimes at night and in the morning we sleep in. During the moments I would usually be in class we’re making crafts, baking cookies or out sightseeing. Pictures and laughs abound.
Eventually I return to a different schedule. The fun times are reduced and there are less crafts, less cookies and less pictures taken. After a long day of teaching and studying I’m tired. At home my kids have to resume their normal bedtime routine. The sooner I get them into bed the faster I can finish up preparations for the next day. Interruptions come often. Daddy I need water. Daddy I can’t sleep. Daddy I see something in my closet. I don’t have time for these distractions and my frustration builds. I just want to get things done and get to bed.
One evening I was completely overwhelmed. I finally got my three year old into bed and was trying to settle myself down. Then my youngest started. Restless and uncomfortable she just couldn’t sleep. I wasn’t having it. I turned out the lights. I tried to ignore. I was tired. She didn’t give up. She continued to cry out until I moved. Her tummy was hurting. Her teeth were coming in. She wanted daddy. I found myself sitting up late into the night watching and holding my little girl until she finally fell asleep.
We’re reminded that God sits up and watches us. The nights that we are unable to sleep because of pain, heartache, or frustration God is awake. He is not limited by fatigue or frustration. He doesn’t get too tired and desire to call it quits. He never drops the ball in His role as our Father.
Indeed, he who watches over Israel never slumbers or sleeps. Psalm 121:4