Jesus Is My Nightlight

Something weird and a bit unsettling happened just moments ago. Snugly nestled for the night, the house all peaceful and still with Maybell (our accidental canine) tucked in and Sandy at her late-shift place of work, I sighed and laid my head back. All alone. Suddenly from the front of the house, I heard a faint sound. I lifted my head off the pillow and craned my neck to listen more closely and a growing sickness rose within as it dawned on me what it was.

The CD player in the kitchen began playing.

There were the diminutive sounds of a piano at first, then the airy rising of the woodwinds—signature classical sound. Only, I wasn’t enjoying the music. My stomach knotted and my heart raced as I pictured a hockey-masked intruder with murder on his mind having some fun with a handicapped man. Too many gory thrillers from my youth, I know. As I peck this out, the music is still playing and I am still uncertain because this has never happened before. But I think I know what is going on. Sandy must’ve put a CD in the carousel and inadvertently programmed it to play at midnight. No, she is not a prankster, and, yes, she will be horrified to know she caused her husband untold fright. It’s all okay. I’ve got Jesus here with me and He’s my Nightlight (Ps 27:1). But not only that, He’s also my Bodyguard.

I could be wrong, but I think He likes classical music.

G’night…

P.S. The music just quit, and so did my heart. I’m not kidding. Just like that.

P.S.S. It’s now 2:30 a.m. and I’m being serenaded again…well, isn’t that just grand

3 thoughts on “Jesus Is My Nightlight

  1. April says:

    Goodness, I know unexpected noises can be scary at night. Glad you are ok. Tell me more about Maybell (your accidental canine).

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  2. pasturescott says:

    Yes, April, I’m still here. Whew! Truthfully, it became more funny than frightening…anyway…Maybell? What I meant was: we came by her quite by ‘accident’. Our former dog (Trixie) was pregnant when we thought she was fixed. She was only 6 or 7 months old! Weren’t we the surprised ones to realize one morning on the rug that we were the proud owners of TWO dogs…six weeks later, Trixie, frightened by a storm, ran away never to be seen again. At least we have Maybell…the ‘wonder’ dog (i.e., I ‘wonder’ why we have her (just kidding–almost)

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  3. April says:

    :O) Glad you are ok. And Congradulations on your new family member.

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