The tigers come at night

tiger 1I’m sleeping peacefully when suddenly I awake for no reason.  Before I know it, my head is awash with a stew of anxiety and worries, my peaceful sleep torn to shreds.  Illogical, non-sensical worries that in the light of day might only garner a few seconds of thought, now loom like giant shadows of twisted monsters in an old black and white horror movie.  My heart is racing and I’m overwhelmed with a feeling of claustrophobia.  My warm bed is no longer comforting but now stifling, my dark room not soothing but terrifying.  Even to my adult brain, in the dead of night, these tigers are as real as childhood monsters under the bed.  Why am I worrying? What do I really have to fear? I know that there are no monsters under the bed or tigers in the closet, but I toss and turn for hours, relieved to finally see the first rays of dawn streaming in.  These nights don’t happen often, but when they do, I remind myself that in the morning light the shadows will be swept away, the monsters will disappear and the tigers will be gone.

Give all your worries and cares to God, for he cares about you. 1 Peter 5:7

 

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One thought on “The tigers come at night

  1. Thank you for sharing. I don’t think you are alone in these feelings…and fear can be a tricky thing to deal with.

    ~Aspen
    horcruxesheroesandharrypotter.wordpress.com

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