How many of you are brave enough to admit that you are afraid of the dark? How many of you are willing to admit that you once had that fear? 75% of my life has been dedicated to being afraid of the dark. As a child, I did not know any better, as an adolescent, it was embarrassing, and as an adult, I found myself asking this question, “Where is God when the lights go out?” Of course God was always there but fear gave me the feeling that God wasn’t the only one watching me.

For years I suffered with cataplexy/sleep paralysis. It was one of most frightening experience that could ever happen to me. The first time I experienced it was when I was eight years old. Upon awakening, I could not move or say a word. I was paralyzed! At first I thought that I was dead and then I began to feel a presence. It felt like it came from the land of “I am going to get you!” I was told by my mother that it was “The Witch--that rides you,” others may know it as, “The Old Hag.”

In my up and coming book, “Now I Lay Me Down To Sleep,” I am willing to share how I over came this life-long sleep disorder. Many of you battle with this disorder almost every night. What is your story? I am out here to let you know that you are not alone. Take a moment and be honest with yourselves. What is it that is paralyzing you while you are sleep? Take a real good look in the mirror and a real good look at your heart and ask yourself, “Why am I so full of fear?” At first it may not mean any sense but aren’t you tired of being at the mercy of your fears and your imaginations?

How long have you suffered? Are you willing to share your testimony? Confession is good for the soul. Your fears may be real, but they are not natural. For God hath not given us the spirit of fear; but of power, and of love and of a sound mind. 2nd Timothy 1:7 KJV.