During this season Jesus was speaking to me, asking me to reframe how I see my life. I see life as a full plate. Busy, loaded. If something new comes, I just shuffle things around so everything can fit. I bet you do too. I see rest taking up a very small space on that plate. Like an olive. Or a pickle. It’s a garnish, not a main component of my day. And when I indulge in it, I tend to feel a little extravagant, wasteful even guilty.
My full plate got tipped over. During my recuperation life was not a full plate with moments of rest. Life was full rest with moments of activity. It flipped. I lived the inverse of my previous existence. Of course it was situational, temporary. We can’t live on the couch and we aren’t called to. But it taught me something. I am not the sum of my activities. I simply am. To Jesus that is enough. It’s enough. This is the starting point. Add to your life carefully from here.Read More