Day 7- Rest

img_3139At the bus stop this morning my dear, sweet friend told me how relaxed I look.  Yes!  Had I relaxed any more this weekend, I would be dead.  No schedule, no worries…just letting the wind take us up one peninsula and down the other.  We even saw a late night movie…we never do that…well outside the house anyway.  It was a time of rejuvenation and reconnecting that we really needed.  But getting back to the grind has sent my body into a tailspin, as if its saying…WOMAN!  WHAT are you DOING to me!

I allowed myself to relax and no more than walked into the house and got right back to work.  I hate unpacking…but when I start, I can’t stop.  And of course, I bring way too much stuff and send way too much for my kiddos.  I need options…I mean…who knows what we’re going to be doing, or going, or what the weather will be like?  Getting back into the swing is a lot of work.  When you’re getting ready to go, there is motivation.  When you’re getting everything back in order…its exhausting.

Our poor Max isn’t feeling well today.  It was clear he needed to stay home with allergies rocking his little world.  Sometimes God has to grab my attention…sometimes using things I don’t like such as my little buddy being ill to slow me down so that I will rest.  With a busy week ahead, it’s crazy to think that I need to recover from my relaxing vacation, but that is what God is unexpectedly providing by being home today.  Rest. And I’m grateful.

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”  Matthew 11:28-30

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