When I was little and I would go to bed, it was always comforting for me to hear my mom in the kitchen washing dishes, or in the bedroom using the sewing machine…just generally being up and being busy as I was falling asleep. I’m not sure why this made me feel safe, but it did. Maybe it was because as I was alone and in my bed, I knew that she was there. I could “hear” her presence. And her presence gave me a sense of security. In fact, the realness of her presence gave me such a sense of peace that I was able to rest easily.
I think now, as an adult, if I really tried, I could probably “hear” God’s presence and see Him on the move. I think if I really looked for where He was working, and if I really listened intently to His children, I would sense His nearness. And I think if I did this, it would bring a sense of rest…and child-like security to my life…to know that He is busy and working.
I think I would like that.
I think I’ll start looking…and listening…and resting right now.
“I will lie down and sleep in peace, for you alone, O LORD, make me dwell in safety".”