It was past midnight. I had gone to bed with a heavy heart, my mind was a storm of thoughts. You know those nights? When sleep slips through your fingers like mist? That was me. Staring into the dark. Heart racing. Mind pacing. No peace in sight.
By 3:00 a.m., I had given up, lying on the bed didn’t work. I turned and tossed, hoping for relief. I put the TV on, but it didn’t help. I opened my laptop and I just couldn’t focus. I raided the fridge, scrolled through my to-do list, fluffed my pillows, even changed my sheets, just trying to do something to distract from the battle raging in my mind.
And then, at 7:01 a.m., my phone rang.
That single call resolved half of what I’d been panicking about.
At 7:35, another call came, and just like that, the fog lifted. The so-called crisis had untangled itself in a matter of minutes. I remember sitting there, wide-eyed, half amused, half embarrassed. All that tossing and turning… for what?
I had made monsters out of maybes. I had let fear grow fangs in the dark. And all the while, the solutions were on their way.
This is what I’ve learned, again and again, because now and then I find myself in situations where I create monsters in my mind.
Our minds are powerful places.
They can be fortresses of faith, or playgrounds for fear. And when we feed our minds with anxiety, dread, and worst-case scenarios, we give birth to monsters that don’t even exist.
That night, the monster wasn’t in the situation. It was in my imagination. I had magnified it, gave it breath, gave it power, and let it steal my peace.
Fear is a thief. It robs you of rest, of joy and of clarity.
The truth.
Most of what we fear never actually happens. And when things do go wrong, we are usually stronger and more capable than we imagined. Fear doesn’t care about facts. It feeds on what-ifs and grows in the silence of the night.
That’s why I’ve learned to guard my mind—to feed it with faith stories, positive thoughts, and gentle reminders that I’m not alone. I do my best. And I leave the rest in God’s hands.
If you’re reading this and you’ve been battling your own monsters in the night, I see you. I’ve been there. We all have. And that is why we need this heartfelt reminder:
Don’t let your imagination become your enemy.
Don’t make monsters out of moments.
Don’t hand fear the microphone when faith still has something to say.
What’s real will reveal itself.
What’s meant for you, will find you.
And sometimes, all it takes is one phone call to silence the storm.
So tonight, breathe deep.
Lay your burdens down.
And sleep, sleep sweet and unafraid.
Because it’s never worth it to lose your peace to a monster that only lived in your mind.
Keep building one step at a time,
Unshaken. Unstoppable. Unfolding.
Dedo Kofi
God | Guts | Grace
