Rest!
Sunday morning and the alarm rang and woke me up at 6:00 AM. I couldn't wait to get out of bed. I'm usually a morning person anyways, but this morning when I awoke at my usual 5:00 AM, I told myself to get back to sleep for an hour more, and so I did just that. And the second time I awoke, I felt like I was bouncing off of the walls. Last week had been a busy week. It was the first week of rifle season. We had a cabin for our wares at Christmas in the Village that we needed to decorate and then be present and sell our glass. We also had some orders to fill. Blake had a piano recital on Saturday and a band concert scheduled for Sunday. On top of all of that we had a young man that was planning to move in with us for a short period of time. And so we moved things around to make room for him. Of course, to add to all of the hustle and bustle, it snowed real pretty-like for several days which made me really want to get outside. But priorities are just that, and so I prioritized.
And here it was, Sunday morning. We try really hard to keep Sundays as a down day. If it's not church or family or fun, we try not to do it. The last six days were for getting things done, and the next six would be the same. Not exactly the same, but the same hustle with a different bustle. Sunday is the day for rest.
When I awoke the second time, I felt more alive than ever. I got out of bed, put some wood on the fire, water on the stove, put some bird seed out for my feathered friends, and then built me a cup of pour over coffee, black and straight from the bean. I took a little dip in the Word and enjoyed my cup of coffee. After that I flung a few arrows from my bow, made an omelet and watched the outside awaken. By then the boys were up, and soon after the rest of the family caught the vibe. Oh what a beautiful morning!
We went to church and had a great worship service with really good music and our youth pastor, Daniel, preached a great message on Hope. In the afternoon we all went to hear Blake play in The Festival of Carols. And then off to moms to celebrate the Advent of Hope with my family.
It sounds like a busy day, but for me it was a really good day! I came out of Sunday feeling recharged. We're all different except for the fact that we all need rest and down time. I am reminded of one morning last week. It had snowed but then warmed up and turned to rain. I couldn't resist. I was in my spot a long time before daylight. Because of the rain, the sun didn't actually appear on the horizon, but it sure did paint a pretty picture. Just like my Sunday morning. The mountain of last week on the left, and the busy upcoming week on the right. And tucked right there in the middle was the perfect spot to just sit and enjoy the moment and to watch the sun rise. And this Sunday felt like that.
So I hope that you take some time to sit in your little spot this Christmas season and rest! It's more than just a recharge. It's more about resting in the fact that you're really not in charge of it all anyway.
