Re-Telling Nightmares in Light of Redemption
I have nightmares. Not just bad dreams—horror-movie type nightmares. The kind where you need to run from something dark and evil, but your feet are as heavy as boulders and you can barely lift them, or someone is about to harm a loved one while you watch helplessly.
I’ve struggled with this for as long as I can remember. I memorized the Bible verses, I prayed, I avoided scary movies, and I stopped eating chocolate before bed. While those things help, the nightmares still rampage. These nightmares lurked in the darkened corners of my mind, full of monsters and shadows.
It’s not just me waking up covered in sweat anymore—it’s my four-year-old son too. We cradle him and soothe him, we assure him of his safety, but the tears still rain on my arms, and he still tells me he doesn’t want to go to sleep at night.
What do we do as moms? When we can’t seem to get a grip on our own nightmares, how do we comfort our little ones who are suffering right alongside us?
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