While I was an 8th Grader at EWMS, I suffered through the most cumbersome injury I’d experienced through all of my sporting years. My knee was literally on fire and I needed relief. Although surgery was not required, the pain would interfere with my upcoming ball season, so something had to change.
I was experiencing the first leg of being a father of two. My youngest Mason had no understanding of adult sleep patterns. He slept whenever he felt like it and I had no choice but to abandon hope of sleep for that season and rock with him. On the other hand, I had a two year old with another issue. Christian was learning proper sleep patterns; sleeping through the night and waking in the morning.
Your relationship with the Lord is a race for your life, not some form of leisure recreation. Just as with a stranded hiker in the far northern regions of the globe, the greatest danger is the first temptation: sleep. Falling asleep under such conditions almost insures death as the potential for the stranded hiker to freeze while asleep is greatly increased.
I both sympathize and admire this generation. They’ve been called everything from Generation X, non-factors, PK’s and prodigal’s to fake, conformed, lost and so much more. They’re near incapable of pleasing many of the voices in there lives, yet they’re still pressing.