I went for an early run. Sunday school was precious. We did the lesson on the good Shephard and the kids made little sheep and played in our kinetic sand box. There was an after church meeting about the future ministries of the church. It was inspiring to hear everyone's commitment to feeding the hungry and housing the homeless and caring for people in our community.
I came home from church to shirtless boys biking and scooting around the block. Miles had taken off his training wheels. Philip had fixed up his bike and they were both off to the races.
My in-laws came over and my husband and i went out for a short date.
I came home and sat on my porch swing in the afternoon sun. Suddenly my energy was gone. I felt like someone had taken my batteries out.
Sabbath. A day of rest.
So I sat. I let myself just rest. I didn't make dinner. I ordered pizza. I didn't make the kids to chores. I let them play. I didn't clean the living room. I sat in the swing and sat and sat. Then i got up and went inside, took a shower and laid down. We watched an hour of tv.
I never watch tv on days with weather like this. But this afternoon, i needed rest. I turned off my phone.
Today God is with me in my rest. In the softness of my pjs and my bed. The warmth of my shower. The ease in my mind to let go of all the things i could have, should have done. God was with me in the thought less spacing out and the sunlight on my swing and the breeze on my face. Good was with me in my rest.
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