... when I remember you upon my bed, and meditate on you in the watches of the night.
I find that after I wake up from a nightmare it is a good time to think about God. I sit quietly and listen to my wife breathe. And then get up and listen to the kids. Maybe poke them a bit if they are too quiet and I really need to make sure everyone is OK.
My heart is still racing and I can't get the images out of my head.
It is a good time to think about God and his creation. About the blessings of our lives and all that He has done for us.
Where is nothing more humbling then to really know how small I am among God's deeds. We run to the basement during a tornado and can only hope that it will pass us by. And then a line of storms, longer than the length of the land promised to Israel, passes over us. Many times a year we experience that.
We may imagine ourselves to be in control of our lives. But, it is an illusion that only comes upon us during the times of ease. When hard times come we are reminded of just how awesome God is.
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