A few weeks ago I posted about my struggle with taking time to rest.
It’s still very much a journey for me. This weekend I definitely got a glimpse at how run down I was/often am.
I always think I’m fine, that I’m getting enough rest, and that I can keep pushing through...but fine often sounds a lot like a ticking time bomb in my world.
I emphasize grace & rest in my programs not because I’ve mastered these.
Rather, it’s because I know first hand how essential each are for being who we’re made to be, for staying committed to the calling on our lives, and for overcoming the lies that tend to rob us of those things.
Yes, those lies try and creep in on my vision often! But I refuse to allow them to wreak havoc on my life.
God rested on the 7th day. Jesus rested.
I get to rest.
Rest for me today looked like taking the afternoon to go to the San Diego Zoo Safari Park with my sister Angela.
It was such a blessing to be able to do this.
I am so grateful that my sister is also my best friend.
It was AWESOME to get to mom it up together with our babies (no, I haven’t accepted that Rhys isn’t a baby anymore).
Thank you, Angela, for loving me no matter what, for always being there for me, and for loving my little guy as much as you do!
All this to say, I am on my own journey as well and I am not perfect.
But I am committed. I’m committed to taking hold of grace& becoming who I’m made to be... one safari trip at a time... or other means.