The World Sleeps

I sipped my coffee, taking care not to spill it on my light colored clothing. I ignored the thoughts that crowed my mind which reminded me that Chris was not here. It did not feel right to be celebrating a holiday without him. I had never done so before.

As we drove, we passed runners and those whom who working in their yards. A neighbor had a man working on his house. The world seemed asleep to the fact that this was the day in which we were celebrating the most victorious event in history.

How could the world not observe this day?

The Lord rebuked me as I remembered that I had almost forgotten my Bible as I ran out the door to church. I had not bowed to thank my Lord for His sacrifice before rushing off with my family. I awoke this morning thinking about how little time I had to do my make up and hair.

I had missed the spirit of this day just as much as those whom I had mentally scoffed.

The world sleeps as He shouts. Oh Lord, engulf my very being with the reality of Your truth.