Here we go again. The federal government has enforced another forced hour-less of sleep on most of its citizens.
A show of hands now…how many of you slept through till your normal time to wake up and showed up to church an hour late?
I see that hand.
The people most affected by this slight of hand to “save” daylight are those of you with too predictable of a life. You live in a rut of comfort.
Me, I don’t have such luxury in my existence.
I do good to get 40 hours of sleep per week, forget about 40 hours of work. That’s a slow week lately.
Last week I actually had three consecutive days working approximately the same time frame each day. That’s a rarity.
The week before last my Circadian rhythm was set upside down. I drove all over the place during the night and attempted to sleep during the day.
Notice I said attempted. When Mr. Sun is shining this old country boy needs to be in it, not avoiding it.
I tried to walk through a drive-through window at a fast-food joint because my semi wouldn’t quite fit only to be told they couldn’t serve me without first seeing my car. No, I didn’t enlarge their property line to make a point. I simply settled for the PBJ I fixed for myself for my “breakfast” shortly before midnight in Tennessee. Some battles just aren’t worth fighting.
Occasionally I envy people with a predictable life. Then I remember God didn’t call me to that at this time in my life. I’m not saying that to brag just to show where I’m at right now.
At some point my life may become predictable, but I highly doubt it.
As a writer/entrepreneur I don’t expect to punch a clock unless it’s to make it stop so I can meet a deadline sometime.
I could go back to a “normal” life with a set schedule making good money for the remainder of my days, but I wouldn’t be happy doing that.
God has chosen me to step into the frontline of this spiritual battle with words, both written and spoken.
Soldiers aren’t treated tenderly during boot camp for a reason.
Perseverance and determination are molded in the furnace of adversity not predictability.
So, for those of you adversely affected by this measly sixty minute adjustment to your comfortable schedule I have one thing to say to you.
YOU’RE SOFT! You’re all marshmallows who’ll melt in the heat of battle.
If Satan doesn’t see you as a threat to his schemes he isn’t going to give you the time of day by way of making you’re life uncomfortable.
Bad things happen to God’s people being forged into soldiers fighting for His kingdom.
If you haven’t faced adversity pray you do soon. That will be evidence God sees you as a valuable ally on His force for good.
No, it won’t be pretty or comfortable. It will be hard and you’ll want to quit.
Persevere my fellow soldiers. March on toward the front line.
Stand up for those who can’t stand up for themselves.
Perhaps next year you hardly notice this 1/24th of a day inconvenience to your life.
Keep smiling. Wade