(Slightly related elaborations from this post.)
Something else God pointed out to me:
I was upset because I had nightmares lat night. I’ve been upset on many, many nights because insomnia was robbing me of much-needed sleep.
But you know what?
God made night and day. And He called them both good.
I hear that from time to time: people talking about how God made everything and called it good. But I usually hear it referring to people‚ or to nature—living things. All true and excellent, of course. Yet, God said everything was good. He took the time to call out every individual thing He created and tell it how good it was.
So I have “good” nights and “bad” nights. There’s grace in that, too. There is grace because God always shows up.
So I bless the night. I bless it even when I don’t meet the new morning feeling phenomenal. I bless it even when it made me miserable. I bless it, because God did it first.
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