For the Girl that Can't Sleep!

For The Girl Who Can

It always seemed to happen between 3 and 5 a.m.

That tender, lonely hour when the world was dark and silent — and my mind was anything but.

I would jolt awake, heart racing, as the weight of the world tiptoed into my thoughts.

The what-ifs, the challenges, the questions with no answers — they all came rushing in.

Some nights, I cried into my pillow until sleep finally found me again.

Other nights, I simply lay there, tangled in my thoughts, feeling powerless to stop the flood.

But then, something shifted.

Somewhere in those tear-stained nights, I reached out for the only thing stronger than my fear: God’s Word.

At first, it was just small steps.

I started memorizing tiny pieces of Psalms — little handfuls of hope I could cling to when the darkness pressed in.

When my mind began its restless race, I whispered those verses into the night, like a lullaby sung back to the One who first sang over me.

"The Lord is my Shepherd, I shall not want..."

"In peace I will lie down and sleep, for You alone, Lord, make me dwell in safety..."

At first, I worried when I drifted off mid-prayer, the words slipping away before I could say, “Amen.”

Would God still hear me?

Did unfinished prayers still count?

But then a sweeter thought came rushing in —When my babies were little, there was no greater joy than holding them as they fell asleep, their tiny bodies soft and trusting in my arms.

They never apologized for drifting off mid-sentence.

Their peace was my joy.

And if that melted my heart as a mother...how much more must it melt the heart of God when His grown daughter — burdened, worn, and desperate — falls asleep wrapped in His promises?

I also bought these amazing sleep headphones (do it!)— they lay flat against your head and don’t hurt your ears like earbuds do.

On nights when I was really struggling, I’d slip them on and play a YouTube channel I found in one of my many searches on insomnia:

“Falling Asleep to the Word of God.”

It’s beautiful — soft music in the background and Scripture being gently spoken over you.

I started falling asleep with God’s Word literally washing over my mind.

And here’s the beautiful part:

I’d find myself repeating those verses throughout the day.

They were easier to memorize.

Easier to share with my fellow sleepless friends.

They became part of me.

Now, when sleep steals me away mid-prayer, I smile.

Because I know I'm cradled in something stronger than my own strength: the everlasting arms of a Father who never grows weary.

The tear-soaked pillow has been replaced.

Now, most mornings, I wake up with a heart that isn’t weighed down, but lifted up.

Not because life magically got easier overnight — but because I’m learning to intentionally look for His goodness the moment my feet touch the floor.

I whisper, "Thank You," before I even open the curtains.

And somehow, the same God who held me through the night fills my hands with fresh mercy for the day ahead.

Maybe your nights feel long right now too.

Maybe your worries echo in the dark.

If so, you’re not alone.

Take His hand.

Whisper His Word.

Fall asleep in the arms of the One who never sleeps, and whose love is stronger than any storm.

Tonight, let your weary heart be rocked to sleep by the promises of your King.

He’s already holding you.

You don’t even have to finish your prayer.

🕊️ Scriptures to Keep Under Your Pillow:

“When you lie down, you will not be afraid; when you lie down, your sleep will be sweet.” — Proverbs 3:24“

“The Lord is my Shepherd, I lack nothing. He makes me lie down in green pastures.” — Psalm 23:1–2

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” — Matthew 11:28