Sunday, September 20, 2015

Sleeping Together

I like sleeping with my husband, really, I do. There is simply one element of that sublime pastime regarding which I should like to register complaint. I am distressed about the amount of time spent, um, sleeping. Don't get me wrong! This is not a blog post about sex. 

So, there I was, just the other night, drifting into the wonder of slumber when I began to ponder...
I spend roughly eight hours each night curled up next to my favorite person in the world. Doesn't it seem a shame that this time is spent unconscious? Truly. Think this thorough with me for a minute. If I could spend all that lovely time with the man I adore, and be fully cognizant of his presence...!
If we were awake with our favorite person, and silent, relaxed, and sleeping in our dealings with the rest of the world, I imagine that the universe would be a happier place.

I'm just sayin', it seems backwards.

The fact that it seems backwards to me makes me consider that I'm missing something. Now, besides the obvious fact that I can't really conduct business, raise a family, or clean the house while dozing, I wonder God arranged life so that the majority of my marriage is spent comatose. It seems decidedly unfair.

Maybe part of the reason is because that time in repose refuels my soul, as well as my physical self. Maybe the Sabbath that is a good night's rest is most effective in the arms of the One Who Cares most for me. Maybe there is something to learn here about Who God is; So much of marriage reveals Him. The rest and the trust implicit in the act of sleeping side-by-side breeds an intimacy that is very functional during the waking hours. When I've connected with my love, and relaxed in his presence, I am equipped to face the challenges of the outside world.
Ah!
That's quite beautiful. That's Sabbath in a language that resonates with me. Silence and Peace in the arms of One with Whom I share an intimacy so deep, that action is not neccessary.
Sweet dreams.




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