Isn't It Funny?!

Isn't it funny?
That you have your daily bread, without fail
Sometimes even spoilt for choice
But you take it so much for granted that you fail to recognize it as a blessing
Until you see a beggar on the street
Begging for a few crumbs just to make it through the day.
Isn't it funny?

... that you go to sleep every night under a roof
Warm or cool, depending on the weather
You change the airconditioner to your desired temperature
As you sit nicely in the comfort of your room
Yet you have more complaints than the street kid on a ditch

Isn't it funny?
How you always want more out of life
That you always fail to appreciate the little things that makes it all worthwhile
Always seeking a little bit of this, a little more of that
Confusing your wants with needs
Your huge superfluous appetite for more of everything blinding you to the simplest most valuable treasures you possess.
Yes, it is indeed funny and ironic,
That in our bid for the pursuit of happiness
We end up rather sad, empty, depressed and miserable.
Oh boy, isn't life just funny!

Awake!

I lie in bed in the wee hours of the night, awake.
Cosied up, all fuzzy and warm, my wavering mind takes me from pillar to post
Oh how I hate to still be tossing and turning at this hour
Are these not the crunch times for witches and ghosts?
And yet here I am, still awake.

I lazily gaze at the clock to catch a glimpse of the time as it flies by
Worried if I will ever fall asleep and squeeze in one or two sweet dreams
As it is way past the midnight hour and I am still awake.

As I give in to my insomnia, I begin to appreciate the beautiful things that come with night time
The calmness and stillness of the world
The silence that cuts deeply into the heart
With every little sound clearer than normal
A little snore here, the tick of a clock there, some barkings of dogs out there and even more louder, the thoughts in my mind
And at this moment I no longer despise being awake.

As I lie in my bed, unable to sleep I realize that I want to be awake
No, I desperately need to be awake
And as much as I love the night with all its splendor...
The glistening stars in the sky
The peaceful and calming factor of the night
And the still quietness that allows for pure undisturbed rest...
I would love even more to be awake
Awake to a world of endless opportunities that awaits me
Awake to God's faithfulness
Awake to life and all its beauty
Awake to the realization that sometimes sleep just doesn't come and you shouldn't lose sleep over it
And so, night came and passed, and I stayed awake!