Saturday, December 31, 2011

Night Light

I have stood in Despair's closet, staring into the precipice of Doubt. I have cried for His affection. Before I could measure the affliction of my own heart, He swooped me up, placing kisses on my cheek.

My King, my Maker, my Daddy. 

He hears the pad-pad of my foot steps, crossing Night's cold floor.  In the darkness of my own delusions, I trace my hand on the curve of the wall, each step careful. I don't want to trip, or stumble in blindness. I have to make it to my Father's room in time...

...before the nightmares catch up.

He is the Night Light ever burning. 

The One Quietude that envelopes me like a soft blanket, lulling me back to sleep.

Yawning hushful praises, I remember that I was never alone in the first place.

(Lamentations 2:19a).
“Arise, cry out in the night, as the watches of the night begin; pour out your heart like water in the presence of the Lord”


  1. This could have been me every day as a young child... running away from nightmares to my "Father's" arms.
    God is mighty to save... always :)
    Blessings to you this marvelous new 2012!

  2. He is mighty to save...every single time.

    God bless you too, friend. :)

  3. hi Layla,

    i enjoy your comments at Craig's all the time. you are such a joyful presence there, and it wouldn't be the same without you! you have been such a good friend to Craig, and i am elated to see you join my blog! thanks for that. you are more than welcome to visit and comment whenever you like.

    i enjoyed this post...such a hushed reminder, whispering in my ear of God's love for i can come to Him as a child. thanks for that too.

    blessings in His grace,


  4. Nacole, I meant to reply sooner...sooo sorry! I was/am very touched by your kind words. I actually feel the same way about you! (Tis the reason why I joined your blog.) ;) Your name is lovely too!

    I am glad you enjoyed this post. This blog is like my little diary. I sometimes write things that I assume only my Father will understand, then someone (like you) comes along and gets what I tried to put into words. That makes me smile...literally. These posts, like my life, are random. They are often a reflection of what I am going through. Sometimes they are just thoughts, journaled. I would be honored to have you stop by anytime.

    If you are curious about the goings on in my household, here is my second blog:

    God bless you!