Angel Guardian, keep and preserve all of us from every evil, sickness, and grief.
Help us, O Lord, to be good, obedient, and kind.
I thank thee, O Lord, for all good things thou has sent to me during this past day.
Let me spend this night in peace, and protect me from all harm. Amen.
[A Manual of Eastern Orthodox Prayers, Crestwood, New York: St Vladimir’s Seminary Press, 1991, p. 16]
Let me spend this night in peace…
During one stay with my parents after my older son was born, my father sent me off to bed around ten o’clock with a promise that he’d put Colin in the crib when he was ready to sleep. He also told me not to worry if Colin woke early – he’d be up early anyway, and he’d be glad to keep Colin company while I got some extra sleep. Ten minutes later, I was asleep; nine hours later, I awoke to hear Colin and my father downstairs, laughing. A few years after that, he kept my younger son company, soothing Jared through an uncomfortable night of teething while I slept without interruption.
I spent those nights in peace because I knew my father and trusted in his love and care for me and my young sons. I didn’t wake up because I knew he was more than capable of meeting their needs. If an emergency arose, my father would do whatever was necessary, and would wake me if I needed to be up.
My children are twenty-one and eighteen now, and my father died almost four years ago. But each night, I still hand Colin and Jared over, just as I have since their first nights in this world. I hand them over to God, trusting that God’s love for them will not fail. I do the same with everyone else’s lives, including my own. If I could not give everyone over to God, would I ever get a peaceful night’s sleep?
3 thoughts on “Peaceful sleep…”
I loved reading this about your beloved father!
I remember when he had to go to be with Jesus and all the saints in heaven!
What wonderful memories, especially this one, you have about your father, especially with your boys!
Thank you! Peace, Robin
Thanks, Robin. The older I get, the more I appreciate my father. Peace, Johnna
This is true for me too about my own father and all the “good” and fond memories I have of him.