Would It Really Be So Terrible If America Stopped Shopping on Sundays?
I had a conversation once with someone who knew me before my conversion. They looked me straight in the face and said, “What is up with you? You’re like obsessed with this Jesus stuff.”
And I didn’t sugarcoat my answer. I said, “Because once you’re awake, you can’t go back to sleep. Being woke is really like being asleep—because you’re asleep from the truth.”
The world sells “woke” as if it’s enlightenment. Newsflash: it’s not. It’s pretending lies are truth. It’s calling confusion clarity. It’s applauding sin and mocking virtue. That’s not light—it’s darkness with lipstick on.
Being awake in Christ means you see things as they actually are. Sin is sin. Life is sacred. Marriage is what God designed it to be. Men are men, women are women, and kids deserve innocence. The woke crowd calls that “hateful.” I call it reality.
If you’ve never woken up in Christ, of course you won’t understand. Faith looks like obsession to the ones still sleepwalking. To them, we’re “too much.” But they’re the ones suffocating. We just took a real breath.
So yes, I’ll talk about Jesus like He’s everything—because He is. If that makes me “obsessed,” fine. Better obsessed than asleep.
That conversation burned into me so much that I put it on a shirt: Awake, Not Woke. Because sometimes you need a reminder—loud and clear—that the truth isn’t negotiable.
You can see it here: https://salty-and-sanctified.printify.me/
The woke world wants you quiet, compliant, and half-asleep. Christ wants you fully alive, fully awake, fully free. Once you’ve tasted that, you don’t ever go back.
So when they roll their eyes and mutter that you’re obsessed, don’t flinch. That’s just what people say when your eyes are open and theirs are still shut.