Waking up early to rest may sound crazy, but that is what I’ve been doing for the past couple of weeks. Most every morning I pull myself out of bed about 6 am, make a cup of coffee, light the candle and lamps on our table, open my email to the two studies that magically show up in my inbox (She reads Truth, and IF: Equip), and pull out my notebook and Bible. Then I sit and rest. I enjoy the stillness of the house, the warmth of my coffee, and reflect on the Word. For the past couple weeks, everything I watched, read, or studied circled back to one little word.
Rhythms of rest, times of rest, having an attitude of rest, resting in God’s word.
Something that you may not know about our family, is that we usually only have one day a week that we can truly consider a “weekend.” Every once in a while we can throw a second day, but with our jobs, one is usually all we get. Weekly we fight for our rest day. So when God pointed me back to rest again and again, I finally listened.
Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
“Learn from me” is part of the way He gives me rest. So I am trusting in His word and getting up to learn. We also learned that rest looks different for every member of our family. For lil man, rest can look like rough and tumble play or cuddling with Mom or Dad. For my hubby, rest can look like a day at the beach or enjoying reading a book. For me, rest can look like watching a girly movie, running, or reading a good book in the sun. As a family we are trying to create rhythms of rest instead of rituals. For a time, we tried to force a ritual where we would eat breakfast the same place every Saturday. I loved our little ritual, but there were weeks that it just couldn’t or wouldn’t happen. Those weeks, I felt like I let our family and our “place” down. When it comes to rhythms, we know that we will rest in some way on Saturday. We may just light the lamps and rest by playing or watching too much Disney Junior, or we may get out and enjoy brunch at a local place and stop by the farmers market. What ever we do, we try to choose rest and leave the work for other days. We try not to rush and get in a tizzy over not being someplace in time (that mainly goes for me and my anxiety). We find the things that help our family relax and enjoy each other.
For our family, choosing times of rest has made a huge difference in our lives. I’m not quiet sure who to give credit to this quote, “So much of life is more caught than taught.” But it hit us when we heard it. How is lil man going to learn it is healthy to rest, not just physically but mentally, if not from us. How is he going to learn life isn’t just about work, if he doesn’t see us slow down and enjoy times of rest and play together. We all become a little less grouchy, and a few less fits are thrown by everyone when we have times to rest both together and by ourselves.