Once again, I am linking up with Lisa-Jo Baker and Five Minute Friday. It’s simple: write for 5 minutes on the word of the week, no editing, no overthinking. It could be the best 5 minutes you spend writing all week. Give it a try!
There’s something a bit ironic about the fact that I am writing about rest at 10:30 at night, isn’t there? But write I must. The idea of rest is one I think about often. I am tired a lot, and part of that tired is a physical tired, the kind that comes at the end of a long day, but some of it is a different kind of tired altogether, the kind that I can’t solve with a nap. In the quiet moments of the day, what I most want is rest from the crazy thoughts in my head, the voice that tells me I am not good enough or pretty enough or skinny enough, fill-in-the-blank enough. I want rest from the endless ferris wheel of emotions, the doubt and frustration over my eating habits and rest from fighting temptation at every turn. I want rest from feeling inferior to stay-at-home moms, rest from worrying about things that don’t matter, rest from the nagging insecurities I can’t seem to put to bed. So I work and I distract myself and I surf the internet, thinking that if I just stay busy I won’t have to think about all of these things. I won’t have to face the unrest in my soul. But eventually, something, or rather Someone, stops me, and I hear that still small voice whisper to me, “Come to me, you who are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.” Ah yes, that’s right. His yoke is easy, His burden light. Rest is mine for the taking.
Do you have trouble resting, whether it’s physical rest or spiritual rest?