It had been a hard season. Very hard.
Challenges and problems galore-
when suddenly I began realizing that something was wrong.
I was exhausted.
My get up and go had got up and left.
And no matter how hard I tried to keep going
I could tell the difference.
My strength was depleted.
My smile superficial.
And every effort I made to correct this was ineffective.
Lord, help me I prayed.
I long to serve Him all of my days
And I began to wonder if my days were drawing to a close.
Wherever I looked I saw broken people
and heard their cries.
But deep within I knew I was bone weary
too weary to be much earthly good.
As I prayed and talked with the Lord
I sensed Him urging me to take time away.
So I booked
not just one week
but two weeks
to stay in Maine.
An extravagance but I was desperate.
It was an amazing two weeks.
Just amazing. Long walks by the ocean, deep sleep without pressures.
Kind friends, many many ice cream cones. All surrounded by sea air and the sound of the ocean.
ever so slightly I began to renew.
Moments under the early morning stars
and quiet talks with the Lord
refreshed my wilting spirit
bringing me strength and hope
for the days to come.
Now back home and working easily from morning to evening
I’m aware how different I feel.
My body smoothly runs a few miles
and wacks those tall weeds,
my creative energy continues to bubble forth
and my spirit,
yes, my spirit
is genuinely glad to be alive.
I’m reminded again
That there is a time to work and a time to rest.
Like Jesus asleep in the boat
We too must give ourselves permission to rest
In order that we are renewed within.
It’s strange though how easily I could have continued
to press forward
in my broken state
It was difficult to rest.
Our Lord knows that too.
I am whispering to you across the miles
take time to rest and renew.
Rest is sacred too.