Night Terrors by Robin Densmore Fuson
Sound asleep, something bit my ankle. As I came fully awake, realization hit—not a small mouth like a bug but a large one about the size of a walnut. I silently screamed, run! Afraid of what lurked under my sheets, I slowly brought my legs toward my chest and slipped out of bed.
I turned on the light,
flinging the covers back.
Really? It felt so real.
I could still feel the pressure. I peered at my sore spot. No blood. No marks.
I’m a vivid dreamer but
this seemed a bit bizarre even for me. What could have caused this distress to
I switched off the light
after doing a much larger inspection of my bed and the surrounding area. Kenzi,
my dog, watched me. She wouldn’t let anything that large enter my bed, or room,
or the house for that matter.
The red numbers on the
clock informed—a quarter till four. More darkness awaited me, and I needed
sleep, so I crawled back into what normally was my comfortable place and
congratulated myself on my bravery.
As I curled up into a
ball and stared into the dark, I thought about the tender spot and what may
have led up to this interruption of my slumber.
Ah. My ankle had been
itching in the exact spot right after I had gone to bed. It bothered me enough
to get up and lather lotion on it twice. Those nerves had been stimulated, and
eased, only to scream at me in the wee hours of the night.
Philippians 4:6-7 Be anxious for nothing, but in
everything by prayer and supplication, with thanksgiving, let your
requests be made known to God; and the peace of
God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds
through Christ Jesus.
Anxiety, or fear, is a liar. Fear sneaks upon us
as a tiny thing that can turn into a nightmare—crippling our spirit. It can
take captive our normalcy and all our thoughts. Just as the itch came back as a
huge irritant, so can fear.
We need to cast our cares to the Lord. His
shoulders are able to carry all our burdens. I’ve let fear fester into a huge
mess by not trusting the Lord with what worries me. Praying and tossing it to
the Lord and thanking Him for His provision is what we should do.
When life seems fearful, we need to cling to the
Lord, give Him the problem, and rest in His strength while trusting Him.
After I realized what had caused the sensation of
a bite, I thanked the Lord, who calmed my nerves, and I slipped off into sleep.
I had peace. God gives us that peace that guards our hearts and minds.