It’s absolutely cliche to write a Thanksgiving post this week, but when I think about the journey God has lead me on the last 12 months I can’t help but be thankful.
Last November I was at the peak of my frustration with insomnia. I was tired (pun intended) of not being able to fall asleep or waking up in the middle of the night and torturing myself with thoughts about school. Disrespectful students, disastrous lessons, feeling like I was the only person fighting the battle.
Now I realize those restless nights were my wilderness. And strangely, I’m now thankful for them. Just like God used the wildnerness to test the Israelites’ faith, he was using insomnia to test mine. Those nights were a renaissance for my prayer life. I grew closer to God through them and recognize His voice more clearly now. In fact, the conception of my book and this blog took place somewhere between the hours of 2-5 a.m.
In Deuteronomy 8:2, Moses said, “Remember how the Lord your God led you all the way in the desert these forty years, to humble you and to test you in order to know what was in your heart, whether or not you would keep his commands” I am also thankful that my sleeping issues didn’t last 40 years.
A year later I am thankful for restful nights, being able to recognize God’s voice and having the faith to follow through.