My cousin Rebecka posted recently about the joys and trials of being a new mother. I was impressed with her attitude toward having to stay up late into the night with a crying baby:
I think a night with little sleep proved to show how selfish I am, and it is a good reminder to look to the Lord for strength. And even though it was hard in the moment to be almost asleep and having her start crying several times, the neat thing is that it really doesn't seem like that much of a sacrifice. I would not trade a day away of having the new responsibility of caring for our daughter.
Our little Abigail has had the flu for the past two days; 103 degrees. Last night Leslie was up for a few hours caring for her. When Leslie climbed back into bed I said, “Another Mark 6 night?” Meaning, she was pouring her life out for the sake of the needy. It required her to go without sleep, which is what we see happening in Mark chapter 6 (see my posts on our need for endurance; part one, part two, part three).
It is so good to have a through biblical theology for these kinds of nights. We love because Christ loved us and gave himself up for us. We die to our own selfish desires (selfish even though often necessary such as food and sleep) and we pour our lives out for the sake of others. When this is in the forefront of our minds, as Rebecka says, “in the moment,” it helps us rejoice even when everything in our bodies is rebelling against giving up sleep or comfort or food for the sake of others.