Resting

I woke up when my alarm went off this morning, and began the mental, physical and spiritual evaluation I run through most mornings. Basically, in the fifteen minutes between when my alarm goes off, and I have to crawl out of bed, I like to figure out what the baseline for the day is.

Today, I lay there and began to ask the Lord how I was doing, and what came next for the day. The weekend was amazing, but intense and exhausting, especially coming on the tail of the two previous intense weeks.

I have a number of sick days remaining, and only a week left in the employment year to which they apply. As I lay there and prayed, I felt very clearly that it would be okay for me to take a day and simply rest. To catch up on sleep, to do nothing mentally, emotionally, or physically exhausting.

So, I got out of bed long enough to send an email letting my office know that I wasn't coming in, and then headed back to bed to sleep another three hours. Now, it's noon, and I'm sitting on my couch, smelling my lunch baking in the oven, watching tv on dvd, surfing the internet, and beginning to feel restored. Almost ready to settle in for a long conversation with God.

I'm resting, allowing my body to catch up with my soul and mind. Reconnecting the parts of myself. And it's good.