I can’t help but think how my pillow knows my many happy thoughts as of late. That is why I’m sharing, of course with a wee bit of change, a posting I originally shared over a year ago.
– Four Reasons We Need Our Pillow –
1- Pillows help keep your head, neck, and spine in a normal position during sleep.
2- Pillows keep you from waking up with neck pain.
3- Pillows allow you to breathe easier and have improved circulation.
4 – Pillows are a necessity to hold all your thoughts.
What definition of a pillow do you prefer? Number four is mine. While I was growing up, there was no staring at your phone or laptop before you decided to turn your brain off and fall asleep. And, having a TV in your bedroom wasn’t as common as it is now. There wasn’t as much stuff around that kept you from thinking like we have today. For me, I was going to begin to think, think, and think some more. What soaked up all those thoughts? My pillow.
My pillow knew more about me than anyone else. After all, it wasn’t worth telling my parents, siblings, or friends my many thoughts that had built up during each day. Instead, my pillow soaked up those thoughts. Happy and sad thoughts it held. My pillow knew what toys I wished my mom would let me get when younger, to who I had crushes on as I got older. And I bet my pillow wished it could zip my thoughts shut after that day I got my driver’s license.
I’m sure it jumped for joy when I began putting many of my thoughts into my new best friend: my journal. Here’s an example of what my pillow was spared from.
March 8, 1980 (12 years old) Today was boring. All I did was clean up around the house. Mom was at work and Dad and David were out of town. It was a pretty day, but totally blah. I didn’t do much of anything that seemed important. A day not to remember.
So why am I talking about my pillow? We all have pillows, so what’s the big deal? The day I found out I was pregnant was the day my pillow began its toughest job. It began hearing all my thoughts that were consumed with guilt, embarrassment, worry, shame, regret, along with twenty million questions. Every night, lights off, I was in my own little world, free to load all my thoughts and tears onto my pillow. Family and friends knew some of what I was thinking, but still, not nearly as much as my pillow. As each new day began, it would hear me think,
“I wish this was all just a dream?”
As I began writing my book, sharing all I went through with my unplanned pregnancy, I thought I’d title it My Pillow.
“God knew far more than anyone else what I was dealing with,” I thought to myself as I wrote. “Wait, God and my pillow knew all my thoughts. THAT’S IT ! I’ll make God and My Pillow the title. Perfect!”
About a year later, I decided to wasn’t perfect, and give my book it’s final name – God and Your Pillow – being I decided I wanted my readers to know that the two know their thoughts as well.
The next time you put your head on your pillow, see if it soaks up all your thoughts. Are you like most, and lie awake with some discouraging thoughts? Do you have worries spinning around, making you wonder if you’ll ever get to sleep.
How about, instead, get into the habit of ending each night remembering that God wants you to leave your worries to Him. He’s your Father. He knows all you’ve gone through. Instead, try to go to sleep thinking how He’s the one that has those perfect plans for you.
Jeremiah 29:11 – For I know the thoughts that I think toward you, says the Lord, thoughts of peace and not of evil, to give you a future and a hope.