"Give me your nights,"
the quiet voice
of God said to my
pressured heart.
Wakeful and fretting
I knew I had the
For me the easy or
the better part?

Nights are for sleeping,
one of His kindest gifts
which, if He withholds
is for a special reason.
Some work the daylight,
some the midnight shifts.
Could nights become
for me a special season?

"Give me your nights";
His voice unheard
spoke again. And my heart,
sleepless, stirred,
listened in silence
then acquiesced.
For only in compliance
I am blessed.

-Ruth Bell Graham


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