God of Sleep,
who causes us lay in green pastures,
who knows when I lay down and when I get up.
Sleep is such a luxury.
For some of us it has become elusive
hiding behind anxieties and intrusive thoughts, we can’t snatch any slumber
Our eyes become gritty, the words “I have to sleep now” echo in our head,
but rest seems an impossibility.
For some of us, sleep sucks us in, stealing our existence.
We lie in bed for hours–depressed and feeling like there’s not reason to get up.
We tell ourselves to get up, call ourselves by our full names, and still we are stuck.
God of Sleep–we are emotionally wrung out. Completely exhausted from the toll of this crises. Completely lonely from the necessary isolation.
God of Sleep–help us to find healthy ways to lay down and to get up we pray.
Help us to find ways to cope with the heightened anxiety and/or depression of the today.
Ease my tension, soothe my headaches and heartaches and stomaches.
Give us healthy outlets, we pray.