Permission to sleep.

(first published January 20, 2012)

I’ve been looking in the archives to see if I’ve ever told you this story. I don’t think I have. Not here anyway. I’m sorry. Because it’s about the one time in my 53 years I heard God talk with words.

Back in the old days, back before Social Media, I was at the end of a long week. I was doing my usual work as an associate pastor, I had a couple tough situations, and I did a wedding. Friday night we had a long (and wonderful) rehearsal where I talked with the couple about the connections between communion and first-century Jewish wedding customs. On Saturday, I performed the wedding. And Saturday night, I was getting ready to teach a class the following morning.

I was exhausted in every possible way. I wasn’t ready to teach. But I knew that it wasn’t because I had procrastinated. Finally, after dozing at the computer at midnight, I gave up and headed to bed.  Like Andrew, Hope and Nancy had already done.

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Our house is a split level. To get from the office to the bedroom, you climb six steps to the living room level, then seven steps to the bedroom level.  I turned off the lights downstairs and climbed the first flight. As I turned to go up the next flight I hear, “It’s okay son. Go to sleep.”

I heard it. Whether loud enough for others to hear, or only inside my head, I don’t know. But I heard it.

I went to bed. I went to sleep. And teaching went very well the next morning.

Others have heard more exciting things in their one time hearing God’s voice. But when I think about my approach to talking with people, I think I heard right.

Sleep well.

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About Jon Swanson

Social media chaplain. Author of "Lent For Non-Lent People" and "A Great Work: A Conversation With Nehemiah For People (Who Want To Be) Doing Great Works." Writer of 300wordsaday.com. I help people understand. Understand some of the Bible. Understand what Lent can be about. Understand what it means to follow.