Awake at Night? How God Speaks to Me in the Dark

In the dark nights, I listen. Sitting in my chair, cuddled under a blanket, I am poised under the soft lamplight. The house is quiet, my family slumbers or sings. Safely.

And I am thankful.

This attitude allows reflection on a much deeper level, than running through the day.

Every sound gives a reason to celebrate.

The squeak of a bunk bed as Oldest rolls over and pulls her blanket up, cuddling into her favorite spot. The Youngest sings softly in her room strumming her Ukulele. My Sweetie’s face is peaceful, sleeping off another long day at work.

The dishwasher swishes and the old fridge clicks on and off. Snow chunks fall off our roof with loud thumps and the wind howls through our siding. These are the sounds of my peaceful hour.

Matthew 10:27 Jesus says-“What I tell you in the dark, speak in the daylight; what is whispered in your ear, proclaim from the roofs”

The dark and the soft soundtrack of my late night life invite me into a place of stillness.

And I listen.

How I feel His presence at night

He speaks to me in the dark, whispers things previously unknown and I burst with delight at this friendship.

He speaks to me in the dark, reminding me of the ways I blew it, and reminds me that I am still loved and I see clearly how to fix things.

He speaks to me at night, giving me messages of hope and challenge and reflection for others. Piecing together life experiences with His wisdom, and makes sense of the jumbled things in my brain.

As the darkness fades

And in the daylight? When the sun rises?

I will speak what was whispered in my ear; proclaiming that this life is amazing. That there is beauty in the ashes. That community is vital and that looking closer is the only way to see what is surrounding us.

I listen. I speak.

Sometimes I get it wrong. But I keep listening, straining my ears to hear the message. And I’ll keep trying.

Because in the dark, He speaks to me. I want to hear…

What type of environment creates a time of reflection for you?