Autumn is here, and my mind travels back in time to another October in the year, B.C. (before children), when my husband and I first moved to California. One weekend, we visited Yosemite National Park.
Being young and spontaneous, we didn’t make campsite reservations. So we had to pitch our two-man pup tent outside the park in the National Forest.
There was nothing around us, but trees, dirt, and critters that went BOO in the night.
Bears rule in Yosemite. And there was no lack of signs warnings us: DON’T FEED THE BEARS. DON’T LEAVE FOOD IN YOUR TENT. DON’T LEAVE BACKPACKS UNATTENDED.
Imagine my fright when I’m lying in my sleeping bag, and I hear noise: something rustling in the bushes, footsteps that sounded like Tyrannosaurus Rex, and heavy breathing that wasn’t coming from my husband who was sound asleep.
The only thing between me and the noise was a tent wall…a thin piece of nylon material held up by plastic, collapsible poles. Trust me, if a bear wanted to harm us, he didn’t have to claw his way through the zippered door panel. He could have sat on our tent and smothered us to death.
Frantic, I woke my husband. “There’s a bear outside the tent.”
“He won’t bother us,” he groaned. “We don’t have food in the tent.”
“Maybe he can smell food on our clothes.”
“Don’t worry. I have an ax.”
“What if it’s someone with a gun who wants to steal our car?”
“Car thieves don’t normally roam the National Forest at midnight.” Husband yawned. “Go back to sleep.”
Maybe trusting my husband was a false sense of security, but I took my husband at his word. I closed my eyes and slept like a baby all night long.
When I woke up the next morning I was rested.
But my unshaven husband had dark bags beneath his eyes. He hadn’t slept a wink. Listening to the night noises, he’d kept a death grip on the ax, ready to defend me.
Now Husband isn’t all powerful like the Lord, but He loves me. And that night gave me a glimpse of what it means to “rest in the Lord.”
When the dark closes in on me, and fear troubles my soul, I cast my burdens onto the Lord, and rest.
“Peace I leave with you; My peace I give to you; not as the world gives, do I give to you. Let not your heart be troubled, nor let it be fearful.” (John 14:27)
8 thoughts on “Rest in the Lord is a “Bear” Necessity”
This is so like you! Thank goodness for a son in law like Dan who took you at your word and let you sleep and rest. God gives us what we need.
I am very blessed that Dan is there when things go bump in the night. And I’m thankful the Lord always gives us what we NEED. 🙂
I enjoyed it also….couldn’t leave a “like” but I did…”like” ; )
Thank you Susan! Glad you liked! 🙂 I’m sure your park ranger son knows all about bears.
Awww….you married such a sweet man! Glad his love is a wonderful example of our Father”s love and protection as well!
Yes, my husband says he’s been protecting me for 35 years now. He’s tired of holding the ax, and losing sleep. LOL
I love it!!
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Glad you enjoyed it. May you rest in the Lord tonight!
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