Stormin In The Night

I wake up from a very heavy sleep when my phone buzzes alerting me to a message I’ve received.  I could tell at that moment, I had slept hard.  The kind of deep sleep that you can feel heavy in your chest, and your eyelids feel like weights.  About that time, Peamite Bravo climbs over me to get out of my bed.

“When did she get here?” I thought.

I told David, “I must have been out, because I don’t remember her getting in the bed with us last night.”  He looks at me incredulously and tells me, “She came in here when there were loud claps of thunder.”

Really?  I hadn’t heard a thing.

I get my phone off my bedside table and start scrolling through Facebook.  A friend posted a tree that came down on her house during the storm last night.

Again, I think, really?  I didn’t hear a thing.

I think over the last few days, well, week really.  It has been filled with late nights and early mornings, and it finally caught up with me.  I praised the Lord this morning when realization washed over me.  He knew I was weary, and He gave me the renewing I needed to face my new week.  He provides for everything you need – even sleep.  No storm was going to keep this light sleeper up!