It was the strangest of nights! I woke up feeling as though I had slept the night through. I had gone to bed a little before 10:00 and was refreshed and ready for the day. However, when I looked at the clock for the second time, what I thought was a 5:00 turned out to be 2:00! I rolled over and slept deeply for another couple hours. As I slept I was in some strange, old building I knew not where. The story is now foggy. When I awoke the clock read 3:00.
So, I rolled over again, and fell fast asleep. This time I was in an unusual home or youth hostel - I think it was in New England. Many people in their 20's were running around. I was trying to find a place to get dressed, but people kept opening the doors and wanting to come in. First it was me opening doors where girls were getting dressed, then it was people opening doors on me. Finally I was able to pull on a pair of jeans - but they felt funny. When I looked down, I saw that I was putting on a gray suit, and that my jeans were on a hanger. In the end, a very strange looking police officer - I wanted to call him bobby - thanked me for solving the case. I had no clue what he was talking about. Time was flying by … it was time to get up … but the clock read only 4:00! Like I said, it was the strangest of nights.
The next I knew, the clock was reading 4:45, and I was returning from another intriguing episode. I won't bore you with the details. Then it was 4:50 … and before I knew it, another hour-long story had transpired, and the clock read 5:00. I woke up with two thoughts. The first was a prayer that I would remember all that took place, so that I could write about it this morning.
The second was my favorite Psalm. "I lift my eyes to the hills. From where does my help come? My help comes from the Lord, who made heaven and earth. He will not let your foot be moved; he who keeps you will not slumber. Behold, he who keeps Israel will neither slumber nor sleep. The Lord is your keeper; the Lord is your shade on your right hand. The sun shall not strike you by day, nor the moon by night. The Lord will keep you from all evil; he will keep your life. The Lord will keep your going out and your coming in from this time forth and forevermore." (Psalm 121) There is not a day - or night - that goes by wherein I am not thankful for these wonderful promises of our gracious God.
And as I started my morning run, Luther's morning prayer had extra meaning for me. "I thank you, my heavenly Father, through Jesus Christ, your dear Son, that you have kept me this night from all harm and danger ..." I had just slept what felt like 14 hours in what was just over 9, and had traveled to at least 5 different locations ... yet I was refreshed and ready to go. Like I said, it was the strangest of nights!
It was now 5:15 and I had finished tying up my exercise shoes. I opened the door to our basement steps, and started to decend to get on the treadmill. However, before I took more than a step or two, I realized something. We don't have a treadmill in the basement - or anywhere in the condo! Now I am wondering what this day is going to be like. Luther's morning prayer continues "... and I pray that you keep me this day also from sin and every evil, that my doing and life may please you. For into your hands I commend myself, my body and soul and all things; let your holy angel be with me, that the wicked foe may have no power over me."
If you are wondering what your day - or night - will bring, may I recommend Psalm 121 to you? The promise is clear. "The Lord will watch over your coming and going both now and forevermore" ... even through the strangest of nights.