Okay, it doesn’t have the same ring as “Sleepless in Seattle,” but it is true.  Insomnia has struck again, and so here I am at 2:53 am, wide awake.  I tried to sleep, laying in bed for over an hour, but I could not.  Too many things on my mind, and one big thing especially, that insist on keeping me awake.

Sometimes you just hear something or get some news that troubles you, and that is the case tonight.  I am easily perturbed and upset by things. I wish I was not that way, but I am.  One little thing can ruin my whole day.  I can, for instance, have five people tell me that I preached a good sermon after the services on Sunday, but if one person gives me a hard time about a hymn I picked out, that is what I will take home with me.  I have counseled many a person entering ministry that a thick skin is needed in order to survive . . . . now, if only I could develop one . . .  If only I could let things roll off my back . . .

Oh well.  Until I do, I will be prone to these occasional sleepless nights.  Until I do, I will find myself up at these ungodly hours.  And, until I do, I will no doubt continue to inflict upon you, my gentle readers, these rather pointless blog posts.