Wake up, oh sleepers.

I have spoken to many of you (the faithful readers of my scatter-headed thoughts) concerning the last semester. but I do believe that it is time I write about it. I seems like this will make it more official (though I know it won't). This is the story.

To begin with, I was asleep. Spiritually, that is. And I see that now, because I am awake. I find it odd how perfect this analogy fits my recant life.
As with real sleep, I can't put my finger on when it was, exactly that I fell asleep, but the important thing about it is that it happened. I didn't realize that I was asleep (again, like with the real thing) until I was stating to be woken up. that, in the end, is the better story. For you see, the sleep was very, for lack of a better word, sleepy. I didn't really do much. I went to school, I hung out with my friends, and went to church. The same things as always. But there was some sort of lag, or loll that hung about me. I think that it may be one of those things that you can't really understand fully until it is experienced first hand. But don't try to experience it. it is not the sort of thing that you want to try and understand just for the sake of understanding it.

This state of life continued for quite some time. I did learn things. I did grow. but it was not because I was trying to. I just seemed to fall into things, and then God would use them. looking back, every situation in which I learned things, was a bit dream like. Not in the way that it feels like it was dream, but more like I didn't really know what was happening. I was aware of what I was doing, but only like you are in dreams. Just going about, getting done what needs to get done, and then (seemingly) aimlessly wandering.

It is an unfathomably good thing that God is bigger than us, though. He woke me up. You know how, sometimes, words or phrases follow you, so to speak? well the whole time that I was "asleep", there was this phrase in my head, "wake up, oh sleeper." now remember that this meant nothing to me, as I didn't know that I was asleep. But it kept on popping up. Another thing that is noteworthy, is that there was a verse, too. But with it, I think that I was following it, albeit blindly as much as it followed me. I liked it without reason. (other than that it was the word of God...) It was really just one bit, really. but it also seemed prominent. "Walk as children of light."

I will not go into full detail here, about the waking up proses, but I will do my best to sum it up. The first few times that I heard ( and I mean, really head) the words, "Wake up oh sleeper." It didn't really wake. But that doesn't mean that it didn't help. Though I didn't wake up, did discover that I was asleep, and had been for some time, and needed to awaken. Then, Slowly but surely, it started. I began to see and feel things again. And most of all, I began to want to seek God, and his purpose for my life.

So that is my past four and a half months in a nut shell. And I am glad to say that I'm awake. things are not perfect. I'm a bit groggy, and my eyes are still blurry with sleep, but I'm up, and moving, and walking. And that it good.

Guys, please don't let me forget about this. More importantly, don't let me forget that It was God who did the waking. Not me.

The End

p.s. I for got to say that the two little followers, (wake up oh sleeper, & walk as children of light) happen to be right next to each other, in Ephesians 5 (8-13).