I asked Jesus to wake me up a 6 am each morning. The next morning, I awoke to a presence standing at the foot of my bed. No words were spoken between us and I couldn't really see any details; I just knew there was a presence standing there.
In 1992, during a college winter break, I was at an 8 day silent retreat at the University of Detroit Mercy. We all lived and slept in the former Jesuit priests' house. Because I was working part time, I still had to get up some days to go to work for a few hours. But there was one problem. I had forgotten an alarm clock, nor did my room at the retreat center have one. This was well before mobile phones that had alarm clock apps.
So I did what any red-blooded Christian man at a retreat would do.... I asked Jesus to wake me up a 6 am each morning. The next morning, I awoke to a presence standing at the foot of my bed. No words were spoken between us and I couldn't really see any details; I just knew there was a presence standing there. For the remainder of the retreat, I always awoke on time, without any alarm.
When I got back home from retreat, I believed it offensive to Jesus to turn back to an alarm clock when He had proven I could trust him. He could be trusted for something this essential and basic in life. I got rid of my alarm clock and lived without one from 1993 to 2009.
I kid you not – during those 16 years, I woke up just when it was time to wake up. Some days that was 6 am. Some days that was 7:30 am. I attribute this remarkable string of successes not to me or my body rhythms, or to self hypnosis or anything like that. But to Jesus.
I'm sorry to say that I use an alarm clock again. That's because one day when I was in Belgium and had to get up at 7am to catch my flight home, I did not get up at the right time. Perhaps it was jet lag, having never adjusted to the new time zone during the week. Or staying out very late the night before, with my client, as he showed me around Belgium. Or finally relaxing after completing something I had never done before; traveling to a new country, spending the week training and consulting, all after having started my own business a few months prior. Regardless of the reason, after the panicked dash to and through the crowded airport, I returned back to using an alarm clock.
Even though I use an alarm clock today, I am grateful for making the flight after waking up 90 minutes late. I really don't know how I managed to: check out of my room, get a taxi and make it through the very long customs line in time to board the plane. God took care of me that morning; perhaps he knew I needed the sleep.
What a unique God story! So different from the standard testimony! It shows a very different dimension to the possible relationships between human and Creator! God taking care of very basic needs. Regularly. Note that Joe played a huge role in this story. He trusted Jesus completely.
I wonder what kinds of wonders our lives would contain if we too would put this much faith in our Lord for something this basic, and then did not provide for ourselves a plan B as well, in case the Lord didn't come through. [- Bill Griffin, Managing Editor].
“Let the one who walks in the dark, who has no light, trust in the name of the LORD and rely on their God.” [Isaiah 50:10]
How Wtness.org discovered this story: Managing Editor Bill Griffin is friends with Joe. We were talking about relying on Jesus for our "daily bread" (Matt 6:11 - "Give us this day our daily bread...") and were commenting on how our regular, daily needs could be more than the food, bread. Then, nonchalantly, Joe dropped this bombshell of a story.
- Year Occurred 2009
- Location United States