I'm afraid of being alone in the dark, mommy!
Some time ago, we finished building my oldest son a bedroom in the basement. He happily slept in his new room for a while, but soon became uncomfortable with being downstairs while the rest of the family was upstairs. Long story short, it wasn't long before he was sleeping upstairs while still having his own space downstairs.
Recently, he was eager to host a sleepover even though we have had many failed attempts. Through the process of planning, he admitted to me that he is afraid of the dark and that is the true reason he dislikes sleeping in his own room. I, having had the very same issue as a child, understood so I suggested we pray together as well as follow a plan for what to do if the fear reared its ugly head.
We prayed together, declaring that God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind. We repented for believing a lie and proceeded to plan a sleepover.
As you can guess, as soon as the clock struck bedtime my son started to struggle. He argued that he was just feeling sick and it was absolutely not fear just an upset stomach insisting we send our little friend home (this was all in private while our little friend patiently waited). I reminded my son of our plan, believing this was in fact fear. He was sobbing almost uncontrollably so I moved in closer and laid hands on him praying. As I prayed, he became still and settled. Peace came for him. We proceeded with the plan and I spent time downstairs with them praying and sharing thanksgiving together. I was thankful for the Spirit's leading and the discernment of what was actually happening. My son was thankful also that peace was his and he was no longer concerned and of course, his friend was thankful this was finally happening. The sleepover carried on and was a success.
Once the truth was revealed and the lie exposed, we were equipped to deal with it. I am so grateful for the Holy Spirit and the truth! I did not know Jesus as a child and so I spent my youth under the thumb of fear. Thankfully, my children don't have to stay under the stronghold of fear! Mommy I
Recently, he was eager to host a sleepover even though we have had many failed attempts. Through the process of planning, he admitted to me that he is afraid of the dark and that is the true reason he dislikes sleeping in his own room. I, having had the very same issue as a child, understood so I suggested we pray together as well as follow a plan for what to do if the fear reared its ugly head.
We prayed together, declaring that God did not give us a spirit of fear, but of power, love, and a sound mind. We repented for believing a lie and proceeded to plan a sleepover.
As you can guess, as soon as the clock struck bedtime my son started to struggle. He argued that he was just feeling sick and it was absolutely not fear just an upset stomach insisting we send our little friend home (this was all in private while our little friend patiently waited). I reminded my son of our plan, believing this was in fact fear. He was sobbing almost uncontrollably so I moved in closer and laid hands on him praying. As I prayed, he became still and settled. Peace came for him. We proceeded with the plan and I spent time downstairs with them praying and sharing thanksgiving together. I was thankful for the Spirit's leading and the discernment of what was actually happening. My son was thankful also that peace was his and he was no longer concerned and of course, his friend was thankful this was finally happening. The sleepover carried on and was a success.
Once the truth was revealed and the lie exposed, we were equipped to deal with it. I am so grateful for the Holy Spirit and the truth! I did not know Jesus as a child and so I spent my youth under the thumb of fear. Thankfully, my children don't have to stay under the stronghold of fear! Mommy I
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