It’s 12, and I am awake.

Its a good thing. Normally for me, 12am blog posts and writing sessions are about a battle in my soul. Tonight, it is about a brewing of a spirit. I feel alive, I may not tomorrow morning, but it has been a while since I felt this way, so I just can’t think of wasting it sleeping.

Mostly, I think, because I have been asleep too long. 

Too long, I have waited for the day when my dreams will come true.

Too long, I have pushed aside the quiet whisper in my mind

Too long, I have ignored that bubbling and troubling thing called destiny.

Not anymore. I don’t expect drastic and immediate changes in my life. I have given up in believing in the silver bullet that will fix my troubles, my finances, my body, my character. That will fix me. Rather, I am giving myself over to the slow and steady changes that God wants to take place in my life. I am letting go and enjoying the little things.

Like the fact that it’s 12 am, and I feel too alive too sleep.

Continuing the adventure,  

Jessica