Getting to a place of physical rest takes more than a few steps.
Turn off the TV.
Take bedtime medicine . . . which amounts to more than 3 pills.
The next thing to get me closer to rest is brushing my teeth and washing my face.
Journaling comes next—be it Psalms and Anti-Psalms or just prayers—writing is almost the last thing I do before . . .
After a switch off the light, I’m usually asleep within a few minutes.
“In peace I will lie down and sleep, for you alone LORD, make me dwell in safety.” Psalm 4:8
This however is the destroyer of my physical rest . . .
Lately it seems I can’t get enough physical rest. I have to keep reminding myself that healing is hard work. Even though I’m getting stronger, my body is still regenerating. I’m still fighting swelling. I’m still not 100%. It’s hard to extend grace to myself. I rest on the weekend, but by Wednesday I’m done in. I want to know when this will end. I want to know when I’ll be rested enough to get through a week. Thankfully, I can trust the one who knows and the one who sustains me.
Today I’ve joined the Faith Barista’s Faith Jam. Every week Bonnie’s asking other bloggers to “jam like musicians” on a faith and life related topic. This is my riff on “The Journey to Physical Rest.” I’d love to read your thoughts on the topic. Please leave a comment or a link to your blog if you’ve jammed on this. And if you haven’t blogged on it, please leave some of your thoughts in the comment section below. If you’re interested in seeing what others had to say, please follow the link over to the Faith Barista site.
Remote control, Pills and Bottle photo courtesy of Lusi; cup and tooth brush photo courtesy of wax 115; Notepaper and Bible photo courtesy of ba1969; light switch photo courtesy of wenzday 01; alarm clock courtesy of hisks.