When I was growing up, I watched Mum wake up every 12 midnight to pray! She did that several times until it became part of her to date. Now, she doesn't need a wall clock at home to check the time or an alarm to help wake her up for prayers; her body system has already adapted to waking up at midnight every day to pray.
I thought she would get tired at some point, but I was wrong. The first time she visited me here in Lagos State, Nigeria, when I gave birth to my first child, I was surprised to discover that she is still the praying woman I used to know back then as a growing child. For the whole three months she spent in my home, she never missed a night without waking up to pray. Her children are her majority priority, as I will be overhearing her talking to God to bless and protect her children and keep her alive to live long in good health to eat the fruits of her labor.
I thought it was a good lifestyle to emulate, but I never did that back then until I had a complaint about my marriage and confided in her. She encouraged me to always pray when the need be and have my answers from God instead of complaints. That was the day I finally chose to adopt her lifestyle. I don't pray for hours, but the little time I spent praying at midnight is always worth it. I usually feel peaceful and confident after each midnight prayer session.
Recently, my husband has been applying night journeys from the east, where he stays temporarily for work, to the west here in Lagos. A lot of things kept dragging him every week, and according to him, a night journey will save his time, and then he can manage his limited time that way.I have tried to stop it, but not yet; however, each day he is on a night trip, I will be restless, worrying so much about many things.
There was a night I felt troubled in my heart while he was on a night trip, but instead of worrying, I began to pray for him. I prayed at every 2 hours interval until 5 am. Later on that day, my husband confirmed that they had serious challenges on the road. He escaped death! Wow...
It's 3:am currently; I have been rolling on my bed sleepless, hugging my pillows . As I type, he is currently on another night trip, but instead of worrying, I pray for him at intervals, hopeful that what dragging him around will finish soon and I can reclaim my peace.
Mum's lifestyle is something inspiring after all. I have cultivated the habit of midnight prayers via her influence , and when I observe it genuinely, I sleep back and see sensitive dreams, and of course they are deep revelations I don't joke with.
My night owl habit is kind of unique. At times I find it difficult to fall back asleep after my midnight prayers, but the good news is that this community has come through for me; hopefully other night owl members will be there to keep me company.
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