I'm getting tired. How do I know, you ask? Well... for one thing, (see me look down at the ground sheepishly) I had road rage yesterday morning.
I was in the car line at the kids' school and Mackenzie was getting out of the van. My Mackenzie is the most peaceful, wonderful person in the whole wide world. She's not the type of girl that hurries. Evidently, a parent behind me thought she was taking to long, and HONKED. Mama Bear didn't like that! Instantly I was at a boil. I often resist the urge to be impatient in the morning car line, remembering that it is early morning and none of these children are at fault even if I'm in a serious time crunch. So I turned my body around, and gave my "Are you kidding me?" look to the driver behind me. It's the look I wear mostly when I'm watching a political debate or the local news.
Then I turned around and started praying that I hadn't provoked someone to come after me with a gun or something!! And I started thinking, "WHAT is wrong with me? I have got to get a grip."
This week, our community has faced an event that would make anyone's hair stand on end. And oh, if I could recount the adventures I've personally experienced... the frustrations and challenges of trying to move seemingly hopeless situations in positive directions would render this blog at least PG-13. It's been an unusually difficult week after an unusually busy week.
OK, so how does a Christ follower stay focused in the middle of all the honking and hurrying and helping and hurting? What's the key to keeping your peace in the middle of chaos? Of course, I know all the Jesus answers and I know I'm never without His presence, I know I always have His peace and that hope is a fixture of the Christian life. I know that my reality doesn't lie in what is going on around me. And yet, I have to admit that I'm human and we humans get tired. I get tired.
Time for some rest. Time to draw aside and refuel. I might sleep late. I might get a pedicure. I might take a long bath. I might just sneak off with a Bible and some tissues. Ooooh, and I might read a fiction book and eat some chocolate...cake.
Oh yeah, it's time to take my time. Hope you take your time too.
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It just ain't automatic is it? I can get so high strung and I recall going to the Word late one night looking for peace and God specifically telling me to close the book and go to bed. He's so practical. :)
Heh heh. I wish I knew the answers too. I'm pretty good at shutting down and taking my "me" time for the most part, but....it just doesn't always suffice.
I locked my keys in my car the other day at Starbucks. I snuck out late to have coffee with my sis-in-law. My cheeks were burning with shame, and she laughed and said that she can always tell when I have a lot going on - because I do silly stuff like that.
Oh, and road rage? That occurs to me daily. So maybe you have more patience than you think.
Anyway, in answer to your question, I think a Christ follow pays attention to the signs that their human life needs a rest. And then they do exactly what you're doing. Hopefully, it *does* involve chocolate cake.
OR, YOU COULD JUST COME TO THE MOUNTAINS AND GET AWAY FOR A WHILE.
SEE YOU SOON. I LOVE YOU.
I have a lovely crack in my bumper from a road incident like that. It's funny how quickly it can happen. I'm also amazed at just how much good some good ol' fashioned sleep can be for what ails you.
I'm sorry you were having a bad day. It happens to everyone because yes we are human. That's one of pet peeves though, someone honking behind me. What's the point? What does it accomplish? It makes me go even slower. Hope your week got better. {{Big Hugs}}
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