I call on the LORD in my distress, and he answers me.
Psalm 120:1 NIV

Last night was not one of my best nights for restorative sleeping. Four times, every hour and a half, I heard the harsh alarm of the dialysis machine telling me to get up. It means that unless I get out of the bed for about twenty minutes, the fluid won’t drain out of me.

Now it’s not a big deal. It just has to be done. So while I am wide awake in the middle of the night, I begin to recall all the things that are distressing me. I go over them in my mind again and again, trying to come up with solutions. Of course, for most of them, there is no solution. So I fret on throughout the long night.

There is something else I might have done, or so the Psalmist says. I can call on the Lord in my distress, and he will answer me. I didn’t do that last night. Maybe next time, I will.