Somewhere, deep in the night hours, I awakened and it seemed there was a smile in my soul. Almost like I was a little girl again, free of the burden of responsibilities, light as a cloud, smiling in the soft warmth of my covers with a sense of excitement, all is well and good things are awaiting sort of feeling. A pleasant feeling emerged from my heart, “I am resting, living in peace, restoring and it is good.”
So often, we give and give and give and then wonder why we become grumpy or short in patience. But, God has put rhythms into our lives to remind us just how much we need our bodies to go completely away from the stress of the day in order to cope with the demands of life.
The day has a cycle about it–so many hours of light and darkness. In the light we can see to read, to work, to be active–but darkness was to be a signal of closing the day and its duties off.
Sabbath was also instigated by God to remind us to stop, to put aside work, to put aside the frenzy, to rest and cultivate peace and to restore.
In our 24/7 world, with false lights to keep us up and working all hours of the day, 24 hours of internet, 24 hours of tv, cars with lights that can travel all hours, etc., we lose the concept of rest and refreshing.
No wonder there are so many stress diseases–heart, obesity, thyroid problems, nervous disorders, depression, mental disorders, and emotional disorders. We are busy all the time, guilty for all we do not get done and wearing ourselves out.
I realized many years ago that I was becoming very ill from so much push, push and work, work, work. I also realized that no one else was going to take responsibility for my health and well-being but me.
One of the reasons moms yell at their children is that they never get a break. Grumpiness and anger comes from pushing, pushing, pushing.
An hour of rest and getting away was a regular rhythm in our home. Every afternoon, I put a pot of tea to boil and poured out cups of tea, or little sippy cups of juice or whatever seemed good, and everyone learned, by training to go to their “places” for a personal time. (More on how I accomplished that later.) I could not have done without my hour in the day.I trained my children to it early and it gave me the ability to have a one woman tea time.
I also, committed to Sabbath rest on Sundays–closed all of my “work” on Saturday and did not pick it up until Monday. It was all still there when I got back to it, but the world did not fall apart when I did not work on Sunday–but, I was much more able to keep up the demands of my life when I took off and made Sunday a day or worship, rest, pleasure, fun and naps for me.
Work and travel chases me every day, demands my life’s blood. But, I rule over this force that would overcome me. It is why I am here in Asheville–resting for 3 days. My mind needs it, my body needs it, my spirit needs it. But as a woman who is attempting to grow in maturity in the Lord, I have had to be intentional about being sure that I include rest, refueling, restoration and inspiration into my own personal life. People deplete me all the time, every day, wherever I go. But if I want to last for many more years of giving out and being in ministry and meeting my children’s and husband’s needs, I must pace myself.
And so, though I have received so many wonderful questions, I will not be attempting to answer them until next week when I am settled in back home, have had time focussing on my family and am ready to jump back into the saddle.
May your soul smile very soon.