It’s Day 21 of #100DaysofHannah and #100DaystoOffload, and I’m not sure what this post is brought to you by.
I’m not entirely sure why, but today was another tired day.
Maybe it was the constant 90% humidity. Maybe it was the storm that rolled in mid-afternoon and remained ‘til late evening. Maybe it was dehydration. Maybe it was a longer, harder workout yesterday. Maybe it was a restless night secondary to some of the strangest dreams I’ve had in quite a while.
In all reality, it probably doesn’t matter. All I really know is that I didn’t come near accomplishing all my goals for the day.
When I realized that as 8:00p rolled around and I barely had the energy to stand up, let alone get another 8k of steps, complete a workout, finish a PowerPoint, and write this blog, it was admittedly hard for me to decide what to do. Part of me wanted to stubbornly keep pushing on in an effort to convince myself that I really don’t need to rest. The other part knew that, while I probably could muster the energy to keep going, I really shouldn’t. I should rest.
It probably flies in the face of my “I’m happy to fall asleep anytime” post yesterday, but resting doesn’t always come easy for me. I guess that highlights the difference between sleep and rest.
Sleep is the physical act of purposeful detachment from reality achieved by ceasing to be awake.
Rest is a mental/emotional state in which we purposefully exchange the stresses of life for an environment of inner peace.
Sleep is easy.
Rest is hard.
Because, from my experience, to rest, I must be willing to say – this is who I am, and that’s okay.
Which, most days, doesn’t come naturally.
It’s much easier to see my flaws and failures and tell myself that it’s not okay. I’m not enough. I can never be enough. I can never rest.
But, in Psalms 46:10, the Father encourages: Be still, and know that I am God.
And in Matthew 11:28 the Savior calls: Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
As mentioned before, I don’t like to sit still, and so, I frequently will be in constant motion – even during in-person conversations. On multiple occasions, I have been reminded by my family, “Hannah, it’s really distracting and hard to talk with you when you’re always moving.”
I think the same holds true in our spiritual walk.
It’s hard to grow a relationship when we never stay still enough – physically or mentally – to have a conversation.
It’s hard to see all that another may be when we hold so tightly to all that we are (or aren’t).
But when we cast our cares on Him, we are freed to rest in His goodness, mercy, and strength; freed to be still, and beckoned to know.
Song of the Day: Into the West
Question of the Day: Where do you find rest?
Challenge of the Day: Take some time to rest!