Each week Gypsy Mama chooses a word to write about for five minutes. No editing, stream of consciousness. Today's word is: Awake.
Ready. Set. Write.
I am not a morning person. Oh how I wish I was. I admire those folks who pop out of bed every morning all cheery and chipper without the ingesting of any sort of caffeine product. Sadly, I am a friend of the snooze button and immense amounts of legally-addictive stimulants.
When the morning breaks, it is as if the word 'awake' appears spread across the sun. Darkness is not a companion of awake, though I find myself awake many nights way past sundown. There is something about being awake in the dark that just doesn't seem right. When the sun is shining, life is brighter, the world is awake with life.
We walk in a world of darkness. Those that aren't awake to the truth. They live with a false knowledge of what is true and though they may live in the shadow of the bright sun, they do not find themselves ever at the feet of the Son. And when I cling to Jesus in the bright times or dark times, then is when I find myself the most awake.