I fell to my knees crying out to God as I pounded my fists into the ground! It was my last resort. It was all I had left. I was mentally, physically and spiritually exhausted. This exhaustion led to a huge awakening in me; a change I never anticipated and there is no going back. That night my baby daughter was in the middle of another draining night terror. If you do not know what a night terror is, and have never experienced one before, feel very blessed. They are tormenting for the entire family, terrifying and brutal because an innocent child turns into Hulk! She may get injured; the parent does get injured trying to keep her from breaking a limb. Her head would bang into my chest and my chin, her fingernails would dig into my skin, her grasp would pinch, her hands and feet would thrash and her scream would pierce our ears! You can’t wake them, there is no reasoning, and you have to let it run its course. It’s heartbreaking. You use every last ounce of energy you have to swaddle her into safety. But that night, I had enough. I knew something needed to change, I could feel it in my gut that something was wrong and I knew deep down inside who could fix this.
I remember how hard this was giving her to my husband and him asking me where I was going. I didn’t want to tell him, I was going to pray. I was ashamed, I didn’t know how he would respond; he told me before he wasn’t sure God was real. I was in a place in my walk where I believed there was a God, but had no teaching on how to have a real relationship with him nor did I know I was supposed to. I told my husband I had something to do. I physically struggled to hand her over, then asked him to please hold her tight.
I went into my closet, shut the door and I pleaded with God. I had no idea how to pray or what to say in situations like this, but I screamed, I cried and I put my heart into it. I said, “God, if you are there, you will take this from my daughter, whatever evil this is, I know you can get rid of it!”
It was instant, the screaming and thrashing stopped, my daughter was put into a restful sleep, and I felt the presence of God in that closet. I heard him say, “Come to me my dear child with your heavy burden and I will give you rest.” (Matthew 11:28)
It has been about seven years since that night and she hasn’t had a night terror since! God is so good and so faithful. He taught me something that day…He is there, He listens, He really does care and He really can change things. “Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle, and you will find rest for your souls.” Matthew 11:29
I returned to bed to see my baby sleeping peacefully in my husband’s arms. He asked what I had done. I told him I pleaded to God for help. My husband then rested his head against his pillow and went right to sleep. Was he unresponsive or just full of peace? I was blown away and I hoped he would be as well. To be continued.
Grateful for His love and authority,