The Lord gives his people strength.
The Lord blesses them with peace.
Psalm 29:11 (NLT)
How are you doing?” I’m asked.
“I’m weary,” or maybe I’ll respond with, “OK.”
That about sums it up. The toll of the last few weeks shows up around three in the afternoon when the energy drains and I’m wiped out. Some mornings, even after a fitful night, I wake up sluggish.
The thought of getting in the car, after driving 4700 miles last month, is about the last thing I want to do. Mark asked me if I wanted to go to Scottsdale for my birthday last week. I love Scottsdale but the thought of driving two hours and sleeping in yet another hotel room didn’t sound like fun at all.
A couple of pastor friends have given me books on grief. I think I’m doing just fine and then notice that exhaustion is described as an expected reaction. I tend toward tears but they seem to come more easily. I’m trying to pace myself and not be the compulsive, get-it-done right-now person as the various tasks hit my calendar, easier some days more than others.
As I was writing in my prayer journal today, I asked God for peace and rest. I know He is right there beside me, surrounding me with His protection, holding me up, offering comfort, and most importantly, giving me peace and rest. I know that tomorrow will be better.
Thank you, Jesus.