Confession time: Folks, I’m tired. T-I-R-E-D.
I’m not sick. I don’t live a hyperscheduled life. I eat well, exercise regularly, and sleep soundly. I have been observing the Sabbath to the best of my ability for seven years, and right now, it’s not enough. Maybe it’s the ongoing stress of my mother’s cancer. Maybe I’m just a wuss.
So for now, God seems to be saying that I need to rest more during my Sabbath. There have been times when I’ve made it too much of a “day off” and had to re-orient my priorities. I guess that is a problem for another day.
To all of you who may also be feeling weary, I offer Jesus’ words: Come unto me, all ye that travail and are heavy laden, and I will refresh you (Matthew 11:28).