Hagin:  Promise of good sleep

When howling air raid sirens signaled another bombing raid in London during World War II, everyone ran to the nearest air raid shelter. Everyone, that is, except a certain elderly woman.

The  people  in  her  neighborhood  were  busy  during  the daytime cleaning up the debris and trying to repair the damage inflicted by the bombs.  At night they huddled for protection in the air raid shelters.

After  several  nights,  someone commented that  this elderly woman was missing. Some speculated that she had been injured and was in the hospital.  Other  neighbors wondered if  she had been  killed.  Still  others  thought  she  had  gone  away  to  the country to escape the bombs.

A few days later, one of her neighbors met her on the street during the daytime and said, “Well, we certainly are glad to see you back and to know that you are all right.”

“Oh, I haven’t been anywhere,” she said.

“But you haven’t joined us in the air raid shelter every night. Where have you been?” he asked.

“I was at home sleeping,” was her calm reply.

“Sleeping?”  he  asked,  astonished.  “How could  you  sleep through all this? Aren’t you frightened?”

“No,” she replied. “When I was reading my Bible the other day, I found where it says that God neither slumbers nor sleeps 

(Ps. 121:4), so I decided there was no need for both of us to stay awake.”