In view of feeling overwhelmed, I felt impressed to choose the word "rest." I was thinking about this mid-December in the midst of all the Christmas hub-bub and I thought, "What a lovely idea! I need rest so badly." Of course, in my mind I was envisioning extra naps and afternoons lazing by the lake.
As January 1 loomed closer, I began to have second thoughts. I actually avoid napping most of the time and feel panic if a day goes by that I have nothing productive to show for it.
Can rest and I really become best buds?
After praying about it, I still felt that rest should be my word and so I committed 2016 to be a year of rest.
I scheduled a week of vacation between Christmas and New Year's intending on relaxing and resting and gearing up for a great 2016.
As it so often goes, life had other plans.
My body wanted to rest, it really did. I know so, because I immediately had an attack of sinus. Sinus meds and I - we are not compatible. Oh, yes, the meds will often dry me up but a result of medication is that I operate as a Zombie ... for days! I had no energy to really do anything.
Just to be sure I kept quiet and unproductive, I had a flare-up of eczema on my hands which guaranteed I would do nothing.
So, I thought at least it was a blessing that this week was vacation. I was forced into resting but considering my personality, perhaps it was meant to be.
Enter the threat of flooding onto the scene.
As I may have written once or two hundred times, in 2011 our house was flooded. I live between the Ohio and Mississippi Rivers and both of them raised to record flood-stage levels the last week of 2015.
Each day, the back water in the fields started creeping up to my house. By New Year's Day, the water was touching the back corner of the foundation of our house.
Have you seen the movie "War Room?" Do you remember the scene where Priscilla Shirer gets serious and goes outside to rebuke satan from trying to harm her marriage and home?
The morning of January 1st, I was sitting at my desk feeling about as low as could be when I remembered something. I remembered words I had heard before:
“Fear not, for I have redeemed you;
And we know that for those who love God all things work together for good, for those who are called according to his purpose."
Did the waters recede that day? No. Walking by faith is not an easy road by any means. You have to stand firm in your convictions. The water actually rose until the first block on my house's foundation was covered.
Later that same day, my husband decided we should move everything two foot and under out of the house. (The 2011 flood gave us one foot of water in the house.) I wanted to argue we should stay but decided to be obedient and also to do all I could do and then trust.
We moved out for two days and then the river levels dropped so we moved back in. Hubs said, "We did all this for nothing," and I smiled.
So far, the year of rest has taught me even when I can't physically rest, I can rest in God's provision for me.
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