“I will not give sleep to my eyes or slumber to my eyelids, until I find a place for the Lord, a dwelling place for the Mighty One of Jacob.”
When I read these verses from Psalm 132 today I wondered if they are instructional to my struggle with consuming grief. Am I giving grief so much space in my heart that I don’t have a comfortable place for the Holy Spirit to dwell?
Would it be better to wrestle with God until He can stretch out in my heart rather than me stretching out on my bed in despair?
I welcome your thoughts