A Prayer for a Restless Night
Father, I have turned this pillow over a dozen times now, kicked the blanket off and pulled it back, watched the ceiling go from gray to black. My body is tired but it will not settle, and every position feels wrong.
I confess I keep replaying the day, the words I should have said, the small failures I cannot undo. My mind treats this dark room like a courtroom, and I am both the accused and the one who will not let the case rest.
So I stop arguing with myself and turn to You. You are awake in this hour while the rest of the house sleeps. You see me twisting in these sheets and You are not impatient with me.
Steady my breathing. Slow the churn behind my eyes. Take the things I cannot fix tonight and hold them until morning, when I will have hands and light to deal with them.
You promised that You give sleep to those You love, that rest is a gift and not a wage I have to earn. Let me receive it now as a child receives, with open hands and nothing to prove.
I lay my restless body down once more and trust You to do the keeping. Tomorrow is Yours already. Let tonight be enough. Amen.
Rest is not earned. It is given to those God loves, including you.