Sunday was a long day. My typical Sunday isn't too rigorous by any stretch:
- Arrive at the school around 7ish
- Pull out and help set up the sound equipment for church service
- Head over to Publix to pick up donuts, juice, etc. for set up crew and Kids' Ministry meeting
- Try to find about 45 minutes to pray/study for the morning
- Pray with the A:2 Teams (ministry teams) before people show up
- Do my thing in the worship service
- Hang out with people
- Grab lunch
Like I said, not too rough of a schedule. this past Sunday our monthly "Gathering" took form as the church picnic out near our house. I got home from church, grabbed Indy (the dog), and headed to the picnic. And then I ate ... a lot.
It is amazing how much talking to people and eating copious amounts of food can wear a person down!
By the time we were finished I had a headache, my head was stuffy from a cold, my family was exhausted ... even Indy was wiped out!
I took 2 Tylenol PMs to "help" get me through the night.
Then Monday came - and it came with a fury.
As the day wore on I kept feeling like I was trying to walk through jello. Everything around me seemed to be moving at a much faster pace than I was able to process. I felt like my computer must feel when I am trying to do 4 things at the same time on it. (You know, when it takes 30 seconds for a window to minimize or when you type a sentence and nothing happens and then out of nowhere the words fly across the screen catching up to your fingers.) I just couldn't keep up.
I tried to. I tried reading. I tried talking to the staff. I tried caffeine. I tried Halloween candy. I tried to "get into the routine" of a normal Monday. I really did try!
At 2:30 or so I headed over to pick up Avery from school. Sometimes I go a bit early and sit in the pick-up line for a while to read until they let her out at 3:30. Yesterday instead of waiting in line I drove over to The Church of the Cross on Calhoun Street in Old Bluffton. The church was established in 1771 and the current structure was built in 1854. It's beautiful. And peaceful.
I sat outside the church overlooking the bluff and took several deep breaths.
Then I fell asleep.
I'm not sure how long I was out, but I know my neck hurt from all of the "head bobs."
And I had one very simple, yet very profound thought. Rest.
"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me - watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly" - Matthew 11:28-30 (The Message)
Recover your life. Unforced rhythms of grace. Live freely and lightly.
Sounds good to me. Sound good to you?
The next time your day or your life is getting away from you I pray that this simple thought will come to your mind.
Rest. In Christ. And Recover. Your Life.