Scripture Reading For Sleep Novels & Stories

He stared at her in amazement "Ha! Okay, which song should I sing for you?" "Anyone. So far it's a song and it's coming out from your mouth, my sleep will come back to me." "Okay, fine." "Lullaby and goodnight, With Roses bedlight. Creep into thy bed, There pillow thy head, If God will thou shalt wake, When the morning doth break." He continued singing quietly tilting his head in demonstration.

Oh Lord please don't let him try something stupid tonight because I might break his head. Lord please. I prayed silently closing my eyes. I drift off to sleep. . .

But even after looking around, Faiq couldn't find him anywhere. ———————————- I kept staring at the ceiling that night. Besides me, Mum was fast asleep but I didn't think I was going to get any sleep tonight, even after taking my usual dose of sleeping pills. "I have trouble sleeping at night. So Moalima said that reading Quran at night time, would help me, sleep—" I wasn't sure why I had recalled such an old memory. Maybe something to do with the Baba, I had met today.

Immediately, I clasped my hands together, muttering a silent prayer to God, begging for forgiveness, pleading for all the anger and hatred to be cleansed from my heart. As I finally drifted off to sleep on the makeshift bed, I found myself mentally reciting all the teachings I had ever learned. Surprisingly, it worked like a calming balm. A sense of peace, a quiet assurance, settled over me, knowing that I was under the Lord's watchful eye, protected from any evil, even the snoring kind.

I said to myself quietly before stuffing the letter, bundles of money, and flight ticket back into the envelope and placing them on my nightstand. I pushed aside the duvet on my leg, got up, and yawned in fatigue. " Today has been a long day," I thought with sleepy eyes before arranging my bed. After that, I went to the bathroom and brushed my teeth before going back to my room and lying down on my bed completely exhausted. I remembered to say a silent prayer to the Lord. " Please guide me in my path, oh Lord". I switched off the lamp on the table and closed my eyes before shortly drifting into

Some sleep will surely recharge me. As my breathing starts to slow and even out, Emma's voice makes me snap my eyes open. To my surprise, she's reading aloud from her book, her words soft and gentle. A part of me wants to protest while another part of me wants to hear the story. I silently fume in my seat until the kid in me wins out, and I loosen my muscles and close my eyes again. Emma's soothing voice echoes around the room, and soon enough, I'm drifting off to sleep.

"We continue to study what the Bible says about Jesus Christ. In Mark 11:24, Jesus says, 'Therefore, I tell you, whatever you ask for in prayer, believe that you have received it, and it will all be yours.' Ptr Kris read from the bible, adding, "In Luke 10:3, "Go, I am sending you out like lambs among wolves." Let's also look at verse 18,'I saw Satan fall like lightning from heaven.' Verse 19,'I have given you authority to trample on snakes and scorpions and to overcome all the power of the enemies; nothing will harm you." “Verse 20 says, ‘However, do not rejoice that the spirits submit to you, but rejoice that your name is written in heaven.’ “Ptr Kris continues, "This is the Word of God."

"Well,there's Ephesians chapter four verse thirty one and two. Let all bitterness, and wrath, and anger, and clamour, and evil speaking, be put away from you, with all malice. And be ye kind one to another, tenderhearted, forgiving one another, even as God for Christ's sake hath forgiven you" "Is that it? That's the only scripture that I have to read?" Jennifer asked "Well,no not really because there's also Proverbs chapter sixteen verse thirty two,Proverbs chapter fourteen verse twenty nine,James chapter four verse eleven and twelve,Proverbs chapter nineteen verse eleven and many more" "And what if I forget all of the scriptures that you just said?" Jennifer asked "You won't if you meditate

I sigh and shut my eyes, slowly putting my arms around his neck. “Feel better?” I drop my eyes. His thumb stops a tear from falling. “Look at me, Soph. I wanna talk to you.” I oblige him, enduring the heat spreading through me as he strokes my back. I feel the heat in my middle, too, threatening to push a reaction out of me. One I don’t want. “You asked about the scripture tattoo… Verse fourteen of the one-thirty-ninth Psalm. Wanna know what it says?” I blink and sniffle before giving him a nod.

The curtains swayed back and forth from the breeze whooshing and roaring thunder came afterwards which brought me to sleep. Plop, plink, plop, plink. My ears were drawn closer to the dripping sound of the rain which got in through the hole of the ceiling. I checked my watch. 5:30 A.M but the rain had not ceased yet. I had not started doing my sermon outline and I needed to do now. I slept with Bible was open and the same verse I was reminded about me. Perhaps this should have been the word I would be preaching today.