That’s what I am.
Us mamas don’t rest, do we?
Where in the world would we find time for that?
I have yet to learn the true “art” of pacing myself. I tend to go until my body completely gives up on me. Not good. I know.
I have however, gotten better at saying no. I have started to truly honor my capabilities and my limits. I actually set boundaries and as hard as it is to say “no”, I am getting much better at it as my years move on. Age does that, I suppose.
But there are other times, I find myself stuck. Stuck in “how on earth can I rest?”
How can I rest when work needs to be done and responsibilities don’t stop? When life is crazy and then more is added to that craziness… unpredicted, unplanned, unexpected things… do you spiral down like a floppy paper airplane too?
Parenting rarely gives us opportunities to rest. Add the twists and turns of life with people you love and a broken world all around us and…
There’s always something.
Am I right?
Time. Simply not enough of it.
I always need “recovery time”… and often- I only get it in the wee hours of the night. Therefore, I sacrifice sleep.
I’d rather be exhausted while scrounging some pieces of peace, than rested with a restless heart.
It’s just how I operate. I need to come up for air, and when I don’t- it leaves me
Today, will be another day filled with back-to-back activities… and yesterday was the same. The day before too. And the day before that.
If you lead a full life, chances are- it will tend to pour over at times with many unplanned turns along the way. I need to find my ground, after I have been up flying for a while. And when I can’t land to rest… my joy slowly dissolves into a dreary irritable state of funk.
When I go too fast for too long… I usually come to a screeching halt, empty and exhausted.
And this is where I am now.
Time to re-assess.
Time to set an intentional pace.
Time to say “no” more often.
Time to honor my limitations.
Time to set boundaries with my children.
Time to set limits with my blogging.
Time to recover the joy that is in living.
A psalm of David.
1 The Lord is my shepherd, I lack nothing.
2 He makes me lie down in green pastures,
he leads me beside quiet waters,
3 he refreshes my soul.
I thrive on a steady pace. But if my pace does not include green pastures and quiet waters, I begin to deteriorate…
Lord, make me lie down in green pastures. Lead me beside quiet waters.
Refresh my soul.