I used to be afraid of the night. Or being alone in the house at night. I would lay in bed and hear every little sound and freak out. I was not sleeping with a baseball bat or had dead-bolt locks on our house I was just unsettled. I would toss and turn over and over. Sleep would eventually envelop me until I heard two cats having a fight or a dog bark in the night. It was insane. I would wake up the next morning completely exhausted and my nerves were frazzled. I was frazzled. This started in childhood for reason beyond my control and it stuck with me into adulthood. I took this into my marriage. I was not in the house alone but if something woke me from a sleep, more like a snooze, I would have the same childhood fear.
I didn’t have the happiest childhood, in fact, most of it was very traumatic. My dad drank a lot and would come home very late at night and the fighting would begin. It was horrible and I am so thankful God heard the prayers of a little girl and blessed me with a wonderful husband who loves me and protects me and our daughters. God has given me a beautiful life. When Sommer died I didn’t know if I would ever have a beautiful life again. I have felt at times that God let me down. He took away one of the most beautiful women in the world. My first born. My little buddy. She was the “Head of the Posse,” that’s what I said to my girls I was the sheriff and they were my posse.
The first time my husband traveled for work I could not sleep so I called a friend. She already knew I had a sleeping problem because we discussed my fears before my husband left. She told me to imagine angles guarding my house. She asked me what I thought of when she said angles? “Little cubby cherubs floating on clouds,” I said.
She told me that God’s angles are huge with wingspans wider than an eagle. She gave me a visual and a prayer to hold onto to help me sleep. The visual was Shaquille O’Neal size angles guarding every door and window. And the prayer was:
“For He shall give His angels charge over you, to keep you in all your ways.”
I meditate on that verse even today. When my mind races to that night we found Sommer unconscious and unresponsive. It is like a vinyl record stuck and playing over and over until someone would push the needle forward. In this case, it was the bible verse.
Psalm 121:3 tell us:
“….he who watches over you will not slumber.”
I have found comfort in this verse as well. When our girls were little, around 4 years-old, they each developed a fear of the dark. By the time the 3rd one became that age I was a pro at the “I am afraid of the dark” problem. I typed out Psalm 121:3 and laminated it and tacked it up above their headboard so they could see it “watching” over them. We would memorize it and repeat it if they woke up. It took about a week for them to get the hang of memorizing the verse. We talk about it sometimes.
Psalm 91:11 ….”For He shall give His ANGELS, notice the plural, more than one. That is beautiful. God cares so much for us that He gives us more than one guardian angel. All angles are commissioned to watch over us. What comfort that is to me. We who are followers of Jesus Christ we can be secure in the thought that we are always in the company of angles.
Those angels are not limited in any way. They work overtime and watch over us “in all our ways.” The protection here promised is exceeding broad as to place, for it refers to all our ways, and what do we wish for more? How angels thus keep us we cannot tell. Whether they repel demons, counteract spiritual plots, or even ward off the subtler physical forces of disease, we do not know. Perhaps we shall one day stand amazed at the multiplied services which the unseen bands have rendered to us.
When Sommer was in the hospital and off life support I could feel angels all around the room. So many Godly people praying her into heaven amid tears there was joy and that can only come from the presence of the Lord.
For His Glory.