Just Trying to Wake Up

“I can’t move.”

Joe had been standing in the same spot for the last 30 years and all of a sudden God was telling him it was time to walk. This had become a very comfortable place and Joe had enjoyed his stay but there was no denying this push coming from above.

“I can’t move.”

It wasn’t that he didn’t want to take the next step. He just didn’t know how. His life path had been predictable, easy, a walk in the park. He had seen other people forced to move but he figured that it would never happen to him. He had everything that he needed and walking just didn’t seem to be a very smart move.

“I can’t move.”

He loved God and enjoyed all of the perks that come with being spiritual. He loved private moments of prayer, the singing of songs on a peaceful morning, and an invigorating religious class. He could look into a child’s eyes and see the pure joy of life. There had been great moments of joy and deep times of spirituality. He had grown up with the umbrella of God’s love and he had grown fond of the relationship.

“I can’t move.”

He looked around the room and wished that there was someone else who would move for him. It was empty. He looked down at his feet and began to cry. He cried for the loss of innocence, the loss of comfort, and the loss of simplicity. God had chosen him for the next chapter and there was nothing he could do about it.

“I have to move.”

The dreams had been to real…the voice of God too strong. He had woken up with sweat pouring off his body and the voices from his slumber had echoed in his brain. He had stood up and found his feet locked into place on the floor.

“I have to move.”

There was going to be a gift. There was going to be child. There was going to be a king. The voice had told him all of this. He wanted to believe but that would mean he would have to walk. He heard a shuffling of feet at the door.

“Joseph….are you alright?”

He looked down at his feet and wiped the tears away. He looked up at the beautiful face of his precious Mary and took a step towards her…

“I’m fine Mary…just trying to wake up.”