Now, although in the instance, Roman falling asleep was a positive thing (both – for his parents, and for him) — In my life as Christian, I’m lulled to sleep by this same ‘rocking’ movement of life. Back and forth from home to work – work to home – and the same thing the next day… the noise of the hustle and bustle around me makes me so drowsy that I miss (and forget) the important things that really matter. I get to a point where I’m not even aware of my attitude, of the disciplines that I really do desire to have, in prayer, reading the word, and spending quality time with God.
Like Roman, I find myself fussy, and not for any other reason, but that I just need to settle down. Maybe Roman and my situation is more alike than I thought, in that I need to just let my Father rock and sing me to point where I can find peace.