Restless nights are sometimes rooted in unsubstantiated fears; paper tigers that need to be steeped in perfect love and released to the hope of a new day. Other times I think that they can raise significant questions that push us toward an evaluation of who we are becoming. That was the motivation behind the post on January 1st.
By coincidence I heard a song this morning that echoed what I was trying to put into Help For Hurtin' Eyesight. Josh Bales shared his thoughts in a much lovelier fashion. :)