Signs of Life

Brilliant greens and blooming redbuds tower above the earth.
Blankets of clover roll as a wave across the ground.
Winding through the woods, this rain washed road shimmers in the sunlight.
I drive this road alone in the midst of a slumbering world.

Where are the signs of life?

Starry Night

I had more thoughts on this sleepwalking idea. There is a passage in Matthew about keeping watch and not falling asleep. It is near the end of the book, just before Yeshua is captured by the Roman guard.

What struck me the other day is that this all took place at night. Ok, so maybe that fact isn't meant to be a big deal, but I'm gonna use it as a midrash tool anyway. The sun doesn't rise when you wake up. We are called to keep watch through the night.

Through the night we have the moon and stars for light--sparks of eternity and the mere reflection of God's glory. But we must wait for the dawn. We must wait for the coming of our Glorious King. And it will be like the rising of the sun to one who has never seen day.

I wait for the LORD, my soul waits, and in his word I hope; my soul waits for the Lord more than watchmen for the morning, more than watchmen for the morning. 
(Psalms 130:5-6 ESV)

Sleepwalking

Lately, I've felt like I'm in that state between sleeping and waking. Like there is something I am supposed to hear, something I am supposed realize--but my head is in a fog. Like God is trying to teach me something--but I am sleepwalking. Is there too much noise? Am I lost in my own worlds of my mind? Or am I simply waiting?