I went back to work the other day, after being home for almost six weeks. I figured that working a half day would ease myself back in. I was right. I knew I'd be tired, but boy I wasn't prepared for exhaustion. I feel like I've been working a ten hour day instead of a five. Both my body and my mind have had it after five hours.
I was driving home from work yesterday afternoon and was feeling a bit frustrated because I wanted to have more energy, but there was nothing I could do about it. Hadn't I learned anything from the last six weeks? Our bodies heal in their own time. We can't rush that. AND...I'm on the "other side of 50." Healing doesn't come quickly anymore. I have to accept that.
I'm still exhausted, even though I had a nap. There is not much I can do once I leave work but go home and rest. Accepting things that are beyond our control is all part of relinquishing that control. We can't always be what we want to be, even if all we want to be is simply not tired! No sense trying to fight it.
What are you fighting against today? What are you trying to control that is beyond your control? Is it frustrating you? Give it up. Let it go. No sense trying to fight it.
Blessings Along the Path,
Wednesday, March 26, 2014
Too Tired to Care That I'm Tired
I'm a person of creativity. I've always loved to entertain people, and especially, to make them laugh. I don't mind being the guinea pig, the one who is singled out to break the ice. I write what you think but don't want to admit. I'm a word nerd and a grammar geek. I love musical theatre, hiking, and worshipping my Lord, my King-the King of Glory. It's my desire to bring hope and healing to hurting individuals-or perhaps just to provoke thought, to give an encouraging word to get you through the day-through everyday situations and insights into God's Word.