Romp, expedition, adventure, odyssey, quest. Along the way, maybe I’ll find better words to describe my life. My days are filled with the work of raising children, serving a retired canine racing queen, trying to run when my body allows it, hugging my husband, choosing between board games, books, and sleep, and never being truly bored.
I found my youngest’s weekend job list. We’ve been trying to adjust how we do work around our home so that we can work on more intentionally resting. I’m not good at resting and I realized that, in our very hurried society, I probably needed to model what rest looks like. Read a book. Play games. Nap. Drink coffee and sit on the porch. Choose to avoid the news to have brain space that isn’t clouded with the hurt of the world. Take a shower that doesn’t result in also cleaning the shower. Do things you want to do, not things you have to do. These are luxuries for many people, but it doesn’t mean they are wrong to have either. I love the sweet perspective that my son has, valuing rest enough to mark it down. It might not be a luxury if more people valued rest instead of seeing it as laziness or weakness. There are many things in the bible, specifically the old testament, that upset me, but this is not one of them. Taking a day to try and recover is a good thing. It’s not always possible, but it is just as important, if not more so, than changing the sheets, washing the laundry, and sweeping the porch. Rest is what helps our bodies heal, both emotionally and physically, and be better able to complete the other jobs that life brings to us.
Beka Tucker 