I now perceive the saying, bone-tired, for it’s how I really feel at this time. Sure, there was extra at work than common, however there’s additionally been driving the children to violin and ju-jitsu classes and the lengthy traces on the huge field retailer and telephone calls with these affected by loss and sickness, and I simply really feel…depleted. I’ve no extra left to present. I need to relaxation.
After I speak about stopping to relaxation, I’m not talking of a nap. Neither am I talking of merely sitting myself down in a really cozy chair, though that is a part of it. Clearly, I want a nap.
However I’m talking about surrendering to Jesus and asking him to take all of these items—the work, carpooling, errands, and holding area for my struggling mates—and giving them to him. I ask Jesus to resume and restore my energy, for I’ve none of my very own.
It’s occasions like these that my buddy, Melissa, likes to ship me footage of birds with their little chicks below their wings. Her favourite metaphor for God within the Psalms and the prophets has at all times been God as a chicken. She likes to consider him hovering above us all, seeing and understanding the larger image. She loves the picture of taking refuge “within the shadow of your wings.” (Psalm 57:1) Melissa texts me a type of chicken footage and says, “Search refuge till hurt passes.”
I do know she is true. She’s normally proper, and she or he’s particularly proper when she factors me to God.
So I take a Sunday afternoon off to be with God. With the tune refrains of Mass nonetheless singing in my coronary heart, I do take a nap. I want one. I sink in below the covers and thank God for this relaxation. As I go to sleep, I take into consideration different occasions I’ve turned to him when I’ve been on the finish of my rope, after I realized I couldn’t do it alone, and I lastly gave up and surrendered my will to God’s.
I flash again to moments of loneliness or a time after I was stalled in my profession. I believe again to a irritating scenario with a buddy group after which even all the way in which again to after I was discerning marriage with my husband. Each time, after I gave up management and surrendered to God’s will for me, his will was so a lot better than I may have imagined for myself.
Why do I do that each time then? Why do I believe I may be the one in management?
My eyes flutter as I start to go to sleep, and a verse from Philippians involves thoughts: “Don’t worry about something, however in all the things by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made recognized to God. And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.” (4:6–7)
I pray, “Lord, I do know I want extra than simply relaxation however to give up my will to yours.”
I don’t keep in mind praying anything as I fell right into a deep sleep. I dreamt of being a bit chicken below the large wings of God. Not solely was my nap restful, but it surely was peaceable. I knew God would care for me.
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