Waking up Is Hard to Do : Coming into the Light

Waking Up Is Hard To Do is a poetic journal in which the author, James Valentic, writes to, at times, and at other times, about his Lord, his wife, and other relationships as well. In this book, you'll find poems relating to his faith, his at times turbulent marriage to his best freind, Sharon and a spotlight on some difficult strongholds James has had to overcome in the waking up of his heart and soul to his patient God, and his longsuffering wife, and his blessings and responsibilities as a believer in Christ, a husband, and a father. Throughout is a recurring theme of spiritual, mental, and emotional renewal and laying hold of the promises of God in Christ Jesus.

I lay here at your side wondering what you are dreaming While I listen to you breathe. I imagine a time when we were so one we would share the same thoughts. And now you are off to sleep and I realize it's no different than if we were both awake —I don't know what you are thinking. I so want to wake you up right now and whisper in the dark, Barely making you out right in front of me Except for the sound of your softly speaking voice, Coveting the moment till it's realized for what it is, something eternal That transcends time and space. What has become of us? Our affections used to be aimed at delighting each other ---and they never failed to do so. Now, if at all, we fit them in to somehow conjure up the music that used to play. Surely my deceits and all my sour notes since then have tainted our memories. We really had something, you and me, And now, in the dark, I so want to recapture what's been lost. I so want to rediscover that spark and fan into flame What has been drenched, perhaps quenched. What was once so tender has become so gruff. I'm so afraid you've had enough Because what was once so delicate has been mishandled to say the least. Right now I want to stroke your face and run my fingers through your hair But my hands have betrayed so often and my fingers have wagged and pointed at you Such that I fear my touch would startle you or darken your dreams. I don't want to jolt you out of your restful sleep— I just want you to lay here awake with me...whispering in the dark.