A weekly blog about relationships, belief, and personal growth, written from a position of hope.
It's early Sunday morning, and I'm sitting on our patio while it pours rain outside. The dogs are going back and forth from the patio to the back yard from the hole they made in the screened door. The usual joggers and lawn mowers aren't out, and though it sometimes seems inconvenient, I enjoy the circumstances that force a change in pace.
If I want my yard to look even halfway decent this time of year, I'm mowing weekly. Not today, though. I don't have a choice but to sit here and enjoy the day off. It was just a few hours ago that I really appreciated our metal roof for the first time. It announced to me that today was for rest as it broke the fall of the unrelenting raindrops.
Have you ever gotten sick, and though it's uncomfortable and painful, twenty-four hours of bed rest was exactly what your body and mind needed? No one likes a sore throat or being nauseated, but an excuse to plant your head in a pillow with the lights off all day is incredible.
We are setting ourselves up for failure and burnout if we always count on the unpredictable weather or our imperfect bodies to give us a break from the hustle of our day-to-day. Rest, the real kind, not the plan nothing and watch Netflix and scroll through social media all day type, is a hard discipline. It's one I haven't even begun to master.
I've tried to figure out why I struggle with resting sometimes, and I've realized it's when I can't answer positively to all or most of these questions:
Any of these I answer negatively contributes to the anxiety that blocks me from resting. I can't unplug and disconnect when I'm tied to yesterday or tomorrow. I can't be present in this opportunity to be refreshed when I haven't been faithful with the rest of the week.
I know it's now Monday, and rest is probably something that's not coming until later tonight or maybe even this weekend. In the meantime, though, be mindful of the things that will hamper you from resting when the time actually comes. You don't have to wait until you're forced to take a break, but certainly do still enjoy those convenient inconveniences when they come.
You haven't missed your calling
From where I sit in this hospital waiting room
Accept the invitation to live
The lighted window
It was worth it
The subtle sounds of a life together
Made for the now-what
When holidays are hard
Sharing in our suffering
To my doubting friend
Ten years down the road
How long, Lord?
A season of doubt