Songs in the night

by Tracey Metzger

My body rests but my mind does not.

I must guard my mind as if it were a castle filled with precious treasures in need of protection.  Build moats if necessary. Ward off intruders.

A good practice is to fill my mind with things that will feed it while I rest. Things that are pure and lovely. When the natural light of day gives way to the darkness I must ensure that my mind does not.

Though my body rests my spirit is awake. The Maker of my soul gives me songs in the night if I listen for them.

refuge, strength, song in the night