If you are unable to sleep,
it is best to lose all sense of time and the passage of slow hours. Turn the clock away from your bloodshot gaze.
Watch not the constellations wheel in the heavens above, nor the moon plow its unwearying course through the night sky. Such contrivances only serve to excite the fevered mind and remind the weary body of its pitiful plight.
Turn instead to worship, and muse on things pleasant. Ponder the goodness of God, and meditate on the splendors of His Person. See how He has brought you to repentance, and bask in the wonders of grace. Commune upon your bed with the One Who loves and knows you best.
Recall sweet scenes from yesteryear, and life’s summer days of joy and gladness. Conjure aspirations for tomorrow, should your days be continued.
Fix the heart and mind upon that which is greater than yourself. Don’t focus on your failures and disappointments. That will only bring further sleeplessness. Turn instead to God’s grandeur, to the beauties and wonders of nature. Worship. Even if sleep does not come, an ultimate good was served by the night’s passage.
And remember, insomnia has very rarely killed anyone–but worry’s ax has felled many a fellow.