Well, the rise in the temperature didn’t help and the
shaking continued, in fact, it increased.
So I prayed over her, flipped on the light and got up to tuck her in a
little better and visually check on her.
She looked fine and even smiled some, so I knew that the shaking (caused by a condition that attaches itself
to certain health issues such as Alzheimer’s, Parkinson’s and other such
problems) called Myoclonus was not actually bothering her. But, it was bothering me as the whole bed
would shake at times.
Now I know what you’re probably thinking… being from
California I should be used to shaking beds (like
in earthquakes… you don’t know how many comments I got like that when we lived
in Oklahoma. I think some people out of
our state must believe that we have quakes on a daily basis!). Anyway, this continued for an extended period
of time. She would calm down, I would
get back in bed, turn off the lights and it would begin again! Finally I laid on my back, more than slightly
disgusted, and began to talk in earnest to God.
I had prayed over her and rebuked the symptoms and nothing seemed to be
happening. I whined to the Lord that I
needed her to sleep comfortably so that I could get some rest. (Probably
a selfish prayer but I was getting to the end of my rope!)
For a moment or two I finally laid there
quietly and begin to think about the scripture in Psalm 30:5 where the Psalmist
cries out to the Lord exclaiming “You’re
anger lasts a little while, but your kindness (favor and goodness) lasts for a
lifetime. At night we may cry, but when
morning comes we will celebrate.” (Contemporary English Version) When I
finally got to thinking about His kindness, favor and goodness and that I would
most likely be joyfully celebrating over Him in the morning, things began to
change. It wasn’t necessarily in her
symptoms, but in my attitude.
I was able to stop thinking about “poor ole me” and began to dwell on Him! I suddenly began to pray in the Spirit and
after a while I found that I was uttering praises out of my lips into the darkness
in the room. After what seemed like a
short time, I noticed that she and the bed were no longer shaking. I was
able to get out a few quiet words of thanks before I slipped off to sleep. The next thing I knew, I rolled over and it
was 7:30 and the light of the new morning was pushing through the slits in the closed
blinds. And even though I was still
feeling pretty wiped out, I felt His joy as I pulled back my covers and got up.
Later on, after my study time in the Word, I went in to get
my wife up and she was quite alert and even spoke to me as I helped her get
ready for the day. It was as if nothing
had ever happened! So, I can attest to
the truth about joy and celebration coming in the morning – when you FINALLY turn your trust over to Him!
So I would encourage you, if you ever have a night like I
had last night, that you get a lot smarter than I did, a lot faster than I
did! Know that what you’re experiencing at
the moment will be short lived and that with the break of the new day will come
a fresh serving of His kindness, favor and goodness. And before you know it, you’ll find yourself
celebrating with a joyful heart! Have a
great day. Stay in tune to His Word, and
keep asking yourself… “What JOY am I
expecting TO CELEBRATE IN THE MORNING?”
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