Rest. Typically not a word in my vocabulary.
I was coming up to the weeks before my vacation, barely hanging on by a thread. I didn’t even notice how tired I was. My body moved slowly, numbly in its predictable, mechanical motions of the day. Though I accomplished all of my responsibilities, it grew challenging to be present, much less to focus. I could hardly tell how cloudy my mind had become. How disconnected I felt. Unsteady.
My parents should have named me Martha. I’m totally a Martha. I’ve never met a project I shied away from. Always felt at home with my head down, my focus narrowed to accomplish a goal, complete a task. That’s always been my specialty.
Are you stuck in the “in-between?” Do you feel lost at times knowing what step to take and where to go?
Lately I feel like I’ve been running at full speed for, well it seems like forever, and I just hit a brick wall.
Do you ever have those times? Times when you’ve finished a project or season God called you to, and just in the moment when you are ready to dive headlong into the next mission, when you can feel the adrenaline pumping full-force through your veins, He calls you to rest.