Restless Mind Syndrome

There is not much that is more aggravating than waking up at 3:30 in the morning and not being able to go back to sleep. More than three hours later and my mind is still talking loudly to me.  Factual, but not important thoughts like; "I didn't drink enough water today" run across my mind in micro-second interruptions. That thought leads me to begin other unimportant thoughts such as, "When I wake up, I will do better at drinking water." and "I need to work out. Should I do PiYo or bursting?"  "I wonder if the rain will stop us from going to the Farmers Market this morning." and "I need to write..I haven't written again for several days."  I then begin to beat myself up for not doing what I feel like God has directed me to do.

I lay in bed, listening to my own thoughts ramble on as well as my husband's proof that he is sleeping soundly. I really am tired and just want to sleep, but can't.  I put a pillow over my head, then I get hot, so I take the pillow off my head. I'm still hot so I take the blankets off my body. I get up to go to the bathroom. I climb back into bed.  My honey is still rubbing it in that he is sleeping when my body refuses to.  I decide that I can sleep better in another bedroom.  So, I make the trek to another bedroom, carrying all my pillows with me that I'm sure I have to have to sleep well. I arrive in the room, but first have to move off the pretty pillows, turn down the bed sheets, stuff my pillows into the bed where they all belong and I lay down...ahhhhhh.





Argggghhh!   The clock in this room is SO loud! 

Once again, the pillow takes it's comfort spot over my head.

A few minutes of listening to the now muted tick, tick, tick, I move the pillow off my head once more.  I get out of bed again and move the very loud ticking clock onto the bench outside the bedroom door. By now the sun is starting it's trek towards the horizon and the sky is beginning to brighten. I know this because there are illuminated areas just above the curtain rods in this room that continue to get brighter as the minutes progress.  

By now, I've begin to give up hope that sleep will come. I figure I had better just stop fighting the thought to write and get up and begin writing. I don't have anything in particular I feel I need to write, so I just begin.

Quickly, I am at a standstill.  Facebook beckons me and I give in to it's seduction. A couple of friends who obviously are in the same boat, respond to a my status post and I say a quick prayer for them that God help them sleep. Then a very dear friend, who is on the other side of the world right now, pays attention to God's prompting and sends me just the right words.  "... give your burden to our Lord Jesus Christ and receive his love and peace and comfort ." After a brief conversation full of God's truth, he says a prayer for me and sends his love, and I receive it.


And I write.

(Exodus 33:14) And He said, "My Presence will go with you, and I will give you rest."

Good morning. I'm going to bed now.


  1. I'm sorry you couldn't sleep last night but I was obviously trying to show you how it's done by way of live demonstration. Pay attention next time and do as I do.

  2. Mindy,
    I feel your pain. I sometimes have that problem too.
    This is a link Allen gave to me yesterday that I might try out. See what you think.

    Oh, and Dave...ha ha. You sound just like Doug.

  3. Hope you get caught up on your rest. Sleepless nights are miserable.


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