The sleeping Soldier

The Sleeping Soldier

From  a distance of  about 100 metres , I saw a soldier at work ; he was on guard.

Seated on a chair, in a place where two roads met he was  dressed like a soldier who knew his  onions

His uniform fascinated me: On his head, was this brazen-iron cast protective helmet. He wore a shirt whose colour camouflaged or blended with the bushy surrounding.  A bullet proof jacket protected his precious chest. His trouser, tidy as they were,  were held in place by a “military” belt. The end of his trousers were also tucked into a well laced pair of boots. These boots were so much polished that they shone in the broad daylight.

And loosely  clutched on his lap was an automatic rifle-powerful enough  to blow off the head of an enemy within a 200 metres range . But he was dozing!

In his consciousness state, one man and another at different times tip toed passed him. The men were careful not to wake him up. If they did they would be dead. The men were thieves, yet they passed by is nose and  he didn’t know.

 Another thing; as I watched this incident, I perceived that the soldier was very lucky. At least none of the thieves though it wise to snatch his gun or break his head. Then I fancied his stars, his luck ,his grace…..

Then at a flash I decided to move nearer to him. Close enough to see his face, I bent slightly to know whom  this lucky man was. Without much trouble I know him instantly: I was the man!

Then I woke up: I have been in a dream!

The lesson I learned was obvious: though still dressed in the garment of righteousness , he was not safe. Are you are a sleeping Christian? Wake up! Otherwise your rifle would amount without the prayer that keeps us at alert.

The question now is, if the sleeping soldier is not safe, where does the sinner stand?

                 # Mike Okhihiemen