Today is Monday. I really needed, and thankfully got, a good day of rest. The previous three days have been hectic, full, and demanding, without much down time.
Saturday involved a morning trip to Syracuse to visit a parishioner in the hospital, followed by attending an afternoon church retreat, so that was a full day. Sunday included participating in two services, teaching confirmation class between, then leading worship at a retirement home in the afternoon. I was exhausted!
The clear need for rest reminded me that I don't have a bottomless pit of energy, but do need my sleep. Perhaps this is why God planned for us to have a sabbath. For those of us whose work is on Sundays, sabbath usually is 'catch as catch can'. I caught mine today. For me, it means sleeping late and moving slowly into my day. It includes a slowly consumed cup of coffee, a shower later in the morning, and not feeling pressured to do the next thing.
The senior pastor called this morning. A parishioner passed away today. He doesn't get the day off. It reminds me why I am retired, so I am not constantly on call for the next need.
My husband reminds me how fortunate I am to be able to sleep with such ease. I can go to sleep when my head hits the pillow, and sleep long after the sun is up. He has numerous sleep issues and is not so lucky.
And I am most grateful for that sleep-ability. I hope I never lose it!
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