May 29 2011
In the deep of night
When fears are magnified
And darkness can be felt
When weariness displaces
Clarity of mind
And all the senses are dulled
In the deep of night
When sleep paralyzes every muscle
And dreams come without invitation
With eyes wide open
When the head nods involuntarily
Begging to lie down
In the depths of unconsciousness
It begins…
The ceaseless whispers of fear
Startling every cell to awaken
The body slowed in its sleep-mode
Thrown in reverse with a quickened heart
And a terror response
To the sinister voices—the chatter of hell!—
“You are doooooooomed…!
This is it!
Your end has come….”
It echoes repeatedly
With full-color images to prove its validity
And in the deep of night
I struggle against its strangling reasonings
Gasping for air
Grasping for Truth—
The only One who can deliver me,
The Most Powerful One,
The Almighty! Blessed be He!—
The One who is Light
Displacing all darkness,
All fears,
All terrors in the deep of night.
In a pitiful whimper
I call out loud
As the tears fall
And my heart meditates—
He will have the last word—
Yeshuah ישועה —“salvation.”
I speak His name
And consider the Truth
My soul knows oh so well.
His presence releases penetrating Light
And in Him
There is no darkness, or terror, or doom.
In Him is the fullness of all my joy.
In Him is my freedom from all fear.
My eternal dawn has already broken:
“I trust in You alone, Jesus,
In the deep of night.”
With a swift, backhanded, teeth-shattering slap,
All is silenced
As I hear His power-words crush the lies
And scatter the sinister ones:
“Who is this that dares speak lies to my bride?”
His voice thunders across the realm
His Presence quiets me
His Face shields me
And His radiance dispels the darkness with Truth.
“My Beloved!” my heart sings out—
Every cell of my being
Now fully awakened
To praise.
He alone is my life
And He alone holds my day and the deep of night—
The Great I AM.
Carol Cantrell ::: Spiritual Musings 