This post is by Sue Donaldson.
When my friend and I entered the Nike Team in Training half-marathon in San Francisco, rest stops were definitely on our minds. We stopped at every porta-potty, just in case we wouldn’t see another one for a mile or two. It really slowed us up. But we weren’t interested in winning the race, we just wanted to finish it in a semblance of comfort. We also drank every cup of water offered along the way. More rest stops needed.
Jesus invited us all to rest in Matthew 11:28:
“Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest.”
I like the King James Version since it sounds like it’s written for pregnant women and mothers of young children – “Come all ye who labor and are heavy-laden – (like my neighbor expecting triplets) – and I will give you rest.”
It’s obvious why we need rest. Women are tired, period. We do too much, often, for too many people, with too little money, cooperation or sleep.
I’m in the process of learning the 3 D’s to help me get a handle on this overload: Do I delegate this job? Do I do things that energize me? Or, do I dump something?
One topic for your next girls’ night out is for each to share stories that began with the line: “I was so tired once that I . . .”
My mom had five kids and she’s told me: “I was so tired that I’d go to bed with my ears ringing.” Not sure what she meant but she’s always sympathetic when I’m tired.
Awhile back I was so tired that when I decided to take some Advil, I turned on the bathroom faucet to get a glassful of water, and I placed the whole Costco-sized bottle of Advil under the water instead of the glass. It’s ok though because the pills are candy coated, so now they are in clumps for really big headaches.
I found this great advertisement about vitamins: “I am tired. I am stressed. I am woman.” It made me think of that old song: “I am woman, let me roar.” But I prefer my words: “I am woman, let me sleep.” Or, “I am woman, let me snore.”
Rest is something we all need, sometimes more than other times.
Jesus said we are to come to Him – that is our rest. I forget that aspect of Christ all too often.
The more we come to Him for rest, the more we understand how He Himself is our rest.
We come because we need Him. We’re tired.
But there’s another reason. We come to Him because others are depending on us to be their rest. You’re heard the expression – “we need someone with skin on.” Our children, our families, our friends need God – but they may need God with “skin on” and each of us needs to be Jesus to someone else. Before we can do that properly, we must first be experiencing God’s hug for ourselves. In other words, before we can water others, we must make sure our bucket is full.
How do you keep your bucket full? Maybe you’re too tired to find a bucket. God takes us as we are.
In the photo above is one of my favorite rest chairs. Yours may be red or grey or a front porch swing. The point is to come. You’ve been invited. Ready, set, rest.
What can you do to make time to rest in the Lord?
About the Author:
Sue Donaldson blogs at Welcome Heart. She mostly wants women to know they’ve been invited. God’s the Ultimate Host, and maybe someone will only find Him at your table.