Some mornings, you wake up with overwhelming brain clutter.
A night of restless sleep filled with multiple bizarre dreams that had no connection to one another.
“Turn your pillow over,” mom used to say.
But on these kind of nights, the movies keep playing, just on a different channel.
It is a relief to wake up, even if very early in the morning.
If you’ve been there, you know.
Coffee helps but it is hard to focus on anything after all of that.
It would be easy to start the day in a tailspin and be a bummer to all around you…if you let it.
Sometimes, a better decision is to simply turn on music that will soothe the soul, as David’s harp did for Saul, and which can counter the bizarreness of the night…
…And soon, a prompting out of nowhere: “Psalm 25.”
“I don’t even think I know what that one is.” More dream craziness?
Until you turn and your eyes fall upon this counterattack to the night’s bizarreness:
Show me Your ways, Lord, teach me Your paths.
Guide me in Your truth and teach me, for You are God my Savior, and my hope is in You all day long.—Psalm 25:4-5
Your. You. Hope. All…day…long.
Just camp out there for a few minutes.
The atmosphere is changing now.
Who can explain how that happens?
One translation answers: “for You are my God, my Savior—Helper. Victor.”
Over the brain clutter, and so much more.
And as you read these words over one more time, a song “randomly” shows up on the playlist.
Wait. No way. How can this be?…
“Holy! There is no one like You,
There is none beside You.
Open up my eyes in wonder.
And show me who You are
And fill me with Your Love
And lead me in Your Love to those around me.”
Even in the overwhelming brain or any other kind of clutter, it was a morning-after reminder that God’s promises never fail:
“…with a deep longing you will seek Me and require Me as a vital necessity, and you will find Me when you search for Me with all your heart.”—Jeremiah 29:13, Amplified
Selah…
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