I'm a go go go.. Girl. I don't really know the true meaning of "resting" because I'm always a get it done and then off to the next thing.
I guess when you've trained for a marathon being highly anemic you can find the energy to do about anything.
Even now, I'm starting to feel a bit worn down and wondering if I'm starting to get sick, I'm thinking of all the things I have to get done.
I'm constantly being yelled at by my husband, that I don't rest and I don't take good care of myself. But isn't that somewhat the life of a 'working' wife and mom... To be self-sacrificing and wanting to make sure everything is the best it can be even when you're a little worn down?
I'm getting better at taking care of myself but not nearly as good as my husband would like. I can't tell the world to just stop because I'm tried. I'm not wired that way and even when I'm resting I'm still thinking, planning or making my lists.
I know that he only has my best interest at heart, but often times when I'm starting to get sick it burned it I'm humbly reminded at Christ sacrifice for me. The pain he went through. My stuffy nose and sore throat are nothing compared to his suffering.
My "non rest" attitude is centered on the passion to do everything Christ had called me to do. I remember that marathon so well and how I had to depend on Christ to get me to the finish line. God doesn't want us to me to suffer but though that I persevere.
I recognize my stubbornness but I also recognize that Jesus gives me rest, the strength and power to push on.
So the next time (and the next... And the next...) I'm feeling run down and worn out... I'll keep turning to Jesus and I'll truly rest when he calls me home.
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