Pop Pop Epistle #18 – About My Pillow
About 4:00 AM this morning as I was tossing and turning I made a decision…. the pillow that I was testing out for the 3rd night was definitely going back to the store. Over the past year I have probably bought, tried, and taken back about 20 pillows. Why? Because I am in search of the perfect pillow.
Here is the backstory. About 15 years ago when I was also searching for the perfect pillow I happened to stay at a hotel where I had a glorious night of sleep. I woke up thinking that my search was over. Only one problem – it was the hotel’s pillow. Well, not being bashful about these things, and because my circumstances were so tragic, I approached the hotel management, explained my situation, and asked if I could buy their pillow. (Now I know that at this point many of you reading this besides my grandkids are already grossed out because there is no way of telling what that pillow had already been through and who and how many had slept on it – but you must understand that desperate times call for desperate measures.) They would not sell it to me. But big props to Country Inn and Suites who understood my anguished predicament and GAVE me the pillow. Oh glorious day…and by that I mean Oh glorious night.
Fast forward 15 years to present day and my perfect pillow is starting to crumble and disintegrate. Pillows don’t crumble you say. Ah, but indeed they do when your perfect pillow is a foam pillow. I’m not talking about faux foam like shredded foam or gel foam or memory foam but genuine real deal foam. I have loved my pillow and now I am sad because I know it is dying a slow death. So once again I am search of the perfect pillow. And so far my search has been futile, frustrating, and fruitless. Just ask your Nona.
So as I lay wide awake at 4:00 AM thinking about my search for the perfect pillow this verse from Scripture came to mind…
You will seek Me and find Me when you search for Me with all your heart. (Jeremiah 29:13)
There are so many people in this world who are involved in a futile, frustrating, and fruitless search to fill the empty places in their heart. Like my search for the perfect pillow, they try one thing and find it unsatisfying and then try something else and something else and something else. It was Augustine of Hippo, himself a frustrated seeker until he found Christ, who wrote in his Confessions…
You have made us for yourself, O Lord, and our hearts are restless until they rest in you.
As you lie on your pillow at night, take a moment before you drift off to sleep and thank God that He has given us a perfect Savior. Thank Him for sending His Son to fill the empty places in our heart, to forgive our sin, to secure our salvation, and to fuel us with joy for the journey. Thank Him for offering us hope and for giving us His Holy Spirit to guide us and comfort us and teach us. And thank Him for your pillow.
And never ever forget that you are very loved!