Over the past four years, sleep has been a “designated issue” for me. I’ve tried everything, but nothing but drugs seems to guarantee sleep. I am encouraged by much progress and forward movement, but it continues to be a struggle. One thing I learned from my dear friend and new mom, Maury, is that “sleep begets sleep.” It’s true for her little one Charlie, and it’s true for me. The more sleep I have, the more good sleep I get. My body knows what to do. It’s getting started that’s the hardest part. Although it’s quite obvious that sleep does a body good, it’s easy to forget. When I wake up in the middle of the night and get 5 random things done I would’t have otherwise, I start to believe that if I slept less I might get caught up, I might actually have it together, I might achieve and produce more. This is a LIE, but it’s a powerful lie.
Check out this TEDTALK about sleep. Don’t worry, it’s only a few minutes long. Arianna Huffington shares the power of a good night’s sleep. She claims it is the best tool you have for success in life.
So in 2011, I don’t want to sacrifice sleep. Who’s with me?
“The best bridge between hope and despair is often a good night’s sleep.”
It is vain for you to rise up early, to sit up late, to eat bread of sorrows: for so he giveth his beloved sleep.
A dear friend and faithful reader passed along this little blurb from ByFaith Magazine. Richard Winter, a professor of Practical Theology at Covenant Theological Seminary, connects the Bible, medicine, and psychology in his practice. He helps people deal with fear and anxiety without just telling people to “pray about it.” He’s got some good things to say about sleep, the physiological effects of anxiety, the benefits of spiritually healthy thinking.
I like how he discusses the unresolved nature of some of the Psalms, especially Psalm 88. He says the Psalms demonstrate the value in expressing our deepest fears before God. What we often see at the end is David telling God what he is feeling and then gradually working toward trust. And sometimes it is simply going to God when “my companions have become darkness.”
Check out the whole thing here
“…But I cannot tell that to this old sinner, and I cannot comfort him either; he has made himself unable to hear my voice. If I spoke to him, he would hear only growlings and roarings.
Oh Adam’s sons, how cleverly you defend yourselves against all that might do you good! But I will give him the only gift he is still able to receive.”
He bowed his great head rather sadly, and breathed into the Magician’s terrified face.
“Sleep,” he said.
“Sleep and be separated for some few hours from all the torments you have devised for yourself.”
C.S. Lewis, The Magician’s Nephew