I was on the phone with my husband recently, telling him about my silly evening routine of checking all the windows and doors, and turning on lights in empty rooms, just to make sure there was nothing in there. For some reason, the house seems to creak more when he’s away. Empty rooms, which don’t bother me in the middle of the day, feel rather creepy when nighttime falls.
Why this is, I’m not sure. I live in a safe community with trusted neighbors near by. There truly isn’t anything for me to worry about.
Yet, when nighttime comes, I start to worry. The feelings I have kept so contained during the daylight hours begin to come out at night.
I think the nighttime is when Satan pries on my emotions the most. He knows that I’m the most vulnerable after I put my baby to bed and the house is finally quite. He knows that it’s only then that I truly relax and start to feel just how empty this dark house can be.
It is then that I have to bring the verses out. I have to combat the lies and worries with the truth of the Gospel.
“He will cover you with His feathers; you will take refuge under His wings. His faithfulness will be a protective shield. You will not fear the terror of the night, the arrow that flies by day, the plague that stalks in darkness, or the pestilence that ravages at noon”(Psalm 91: 4-6, HCSB)
Have you ever felt this way? What verses do you turn to, when you start to feel worried and afraid?