LAUGHING IN MY SLEEP
Psa. 35:10 Message
Every bone in my body laughing, singing, “GOD,
there’s no one like you.
You put the down-and-out on their feet
and protect the unprotected from bullies!”
“Frank! Wake up, you are laughing in your sleep!” Parris woke me up after several nights of me waking her, laughing in my sleep. You see, when we sleep, our body may be sleeping but our spirit is wide awake. In my case, the Lord was ministering directly to my inner man in my sleep. Actually I was also laughing, laughing a lot, when I was awake. It was 1994 and I had been touched powerfully in a revival meeting conducted by Rodney Howard Browne in Rockwall, Texas. I was experiencing a life changing visitation of God, His presence became so overwhelming and so precious that laughing was about all I was capable of doing. For the first time I began to understand what Peter meant by “joy unspeakable and full of Glory”. That pretty much sums up what I was experiencing. This supernatural, overflowing joy is nothing new. David said “every bone in my body laughing”, and Bunyan said that “Mercy laughed in her sleep”. Spurgeon also speaks about this seemingly excessive joy found in Christ.
“I would have all those that hear of my great deliverance from hell, and my most blessed visitation from on high, laugh for joy with me. I would surprise my family with my abundant peace; I would delight my friends with my ever-increasing happiness; I would edify the Church with my grateful confessions; and even impress the world with the cheerfulness of my daily conversation. Bunyan tells us that Mercy laughed in her sleep, and no wonder when she dreamed of Jesus; my joy shall not stop short of hers while my Beloved is the theme of my daily thoughts. The Lord Jesus is a deep sea of joy: my soul shall dive therein, shall be swallowed up in the delights of his society. Sarah looked on her Isaac, and laughed with excess of rapture, and all her friends laughed with her; and thou, my soul, look on thy Jesus, and bid heaven and earth unite in thy joy unspeakable.”
In 1994 I needed some joy. I had pastored at that time for sixteen years and I was tired. I was tired of disgruntled church members, tired of hypocritical celebrity preachers, and I was tired of so much human energy expended and so little supernatural power in my life. I needed a touch from God, I needed some joy in my life. After attending the meetings in Rockwall, God came down in my life and in my church. The place that had become so predictable was now surging and overflowing with spontaneous, supernatural joy. God was in the house, there was no denying that, and lives were being changed suddenly, drastically, and permanently. There was no way to go back. Every bone in my body was laughing and now Mercy was laughing in her sleep.