Life is a balancing act – work and play, go time and sleep, time with others and time alone, etc. Lately, I’ve been thinking about what it means to rest. You know, really rest.
Sundays mornings are busy for us. After warming up, double-checking all of my music, rehearsing with the choir, playing a service, saying hello to folks afterward, and putting everything away, I am ready to rest. However, most of the time, I spend a few hours perusing Facebook, catching up on TV shows, checking Pinterest, and relishing the time to sit quietly at home. After a little time passes, guess what? I still feel just as ready for rest as I did when I started. How can this be? None of these things are really restful. They pass the time, they’re fairly mindless, and I can sit quietly by myself while doing them but I’m fooling myself by thinking that I’m resting.
Here’s why: Real rest requires spending time on the right things – things that fill me up, inspire me, refresh me. Less TV, more books. Less Facebook, more time with SD. Less time spent surfing Pinterest, more time spent seeking true inspiration. Less time on the couch, more time outside.
Real rest is essential. Make those moments count.
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