I love my sleep.
Especially in the mornings.
I don’t mind staying up late at night, but give me my mornings.
I love sleep, but I’m not very good at resting.
If I’m awake, I’m busy. If it’s not this, it’s that. I’m just plain not very good at sitting still.
If I am sitting, I’m doing something else while I’m sitting — but I’m definitely not just sitting.
Sometimes, this is a weakness. A fault of mine to not be able to just rest.
It becomes a fault when doing becomes my default.
I think I can do it all myself, solve my own problems, take care of my own crises.
The desire to do gets in the way of my need to rest in God’s presence and His promises.
I get distracted by my own ideas, anxieties and plans, and fail to rest in His purpose.
I get all worked up, wondering how and when a specific burden will be lifted, and I neglect to turn to the burden lifter. The One who says,
Jesus never says we have to do it all on our own.
He says we should hand it over. Cast your burdens on the Lord, and He will care for you.
It can get tiring, can’t it? This constant doing, going, being everything that everyone else needs us to be.