Lea can tell some hair raising stories of my sleepwalking experiences. I once stumbled out of bed to stop an intruder. (She should be glad I’m so vigilant!) I once was convinced there was a spider in the bed. (I don’t think she slept for a week after that.) The most legitimately frightening sleepwalking episode happened at her parents’ house. I managed to navigate a flight of stairs and put several logs into the wood burning stove. She found me asleep on the couch the next morning. Everyone was really upset about it, but the house was nice and warm. Apparently I talk in my sleep too. Lea has a fun time asking me questions when I’m asleep. She has discovered she needs to keep it pretty simple though or I’ll get agitated and wake up.
If you’ve ever had an experience with a sleepwalker, you know it can be pretty creepy. There’s a semblance of life… a body moving, a mouth talking, eyes open. But there’s no consciousness there. Sometimes we can start to be like that in our spiritual life. It may happen so gradually we don’t even realize it. Are you sleepwalking through your relationship with God? Praying rote words without thinking, singing without processing? Are you saying “good morning” and “how are you?” and “I’m fine” without any interest in your fellow Christians? Are you tuning out the sermon, thoughtless in communion? Do you leave God at church because he has no place in your everyday life? If you are sleepwalking, it’s time to wake up.