I decided to go for a walk while it was still just overcast and hurried down to my favorite spot to get in some exercise while admiring the beautiful view. About a mile away from my car the drizzle started and then stopped. I kept walking trying to convince myself that it would probably stop, or at very least, not get any worse. I was wrong. By the time I’d reached the end – a good mile and three quarters from my car it began to come down harder and harder. It wasn’t pouring, it was just enough to soak my sneakers and prove to me that my coat wasn’t waterproof.
When I finally reached my car I was good and wet. In case you’re wondering, wet sweatpants are not the most comfortable. I went home, took a shower, and then set about doing everything I needed to do. Only, I was exhausted. I’d slept poorly the night before, and five hours is simply not enough. Thinking a nap would help,, I lay down for a few minutes. It was not going to happen. I dragged myself up even more tired than I was before. I admit I was dragging but eventually woke up enough to carry on.
It was supposed to snow early, but didn’t – it did a little of everything. After the early rain from my walk, it sleeted and then, much later, huge heavy wet snowflakes rained down without sticking. It just made the day blahh. There was no calming patter of consistent rain on the skylight. Nor was there the quiet hush that snow brings with the muted sounds of falling flakes. It was just cold and wet. Drip. Plop. Drip, drop, drip. Sliiiiide. Plop.
Through The Fog
We’ve all been there – too tired to think. That’s where I was and the purpose of that long exposition. So I was weary. I had begun a post about one thing on Sunday evening and then could not for the life of me remember my train of thought. So I reastarted. This time I happened upon, Psalm 3:5 I lay down and slept; I awoke, for the LORD sustains me. Teaching English for so many years has made me very attuned to language use. The switch in tense here immediately lifted my spirits. In the past – David lay down and slept because he was weary from running and hiding from his son, Absalom. Then he woke up – also in the past tense. But why did he wake – ready to fight – to live – to thrive? He woke because – the LORD sustains me. That’s not past tense. That’s now – in the present; that also extends past the present into the future. In the past David was weary. But now and in the future he is and will be revived, restored, and sustained.
Past, Present And Future
“I was tired,” isn’t the end of the story. God is with us in our weariness. He asks us to give Him our burdens so that He can shoulder them for us. The LORD sustains me.
Be blessed today. I pray you get the rest and restoration you need to press on toward the goal. God bless.