I know. I know. Weird huh? I actually did it. I didn’t plan it. I really thought I was going to work today and then it just, well, happened. Now, I know, some think “Day off? A pastor only works once a week for an hour, two at most.” I’ve been pushing through hard these last few weeks. I’ve been putting my hardest into my sermons. I’ve been working hard on visiting people, going to meetings, making phone calls, talking with people. And I was getting tired. I was trying to fit in working out, watching a show here or there and most importantly, trying really hard to spend time with my family.
And then, it happened. At the worst possible time too. I had a lot to do today. I was behind in my sermon work. I had done a lot of visiting with people this last week, I spent time trying to do some meetings and research. I also had one of THE worst cases of writer’s block around. And then, this morning around a quarter to 7 I asked my sweet, wonderful, loving wife if I could just sleep a bit longer. I woke up at 8:45… I haven’t done that in the longest time!! Then, to be nice, after I woke up, I told my wonderful wife to take a nap.
So, what’d I do when she went back to sleep? Did I get to sermonating? Did I start working on my late power point? Nope. I dinked on Facebook. I checked the stats on my blog (a number of hits from the States, some from Greece, a couple from Russia and Slovenia.. props to all of you) and then spent some time with the kiddos. I then had an amazing idea, I’ll take the kiddos to Wal-Mart and do some shopping while my wife takes some time off. And I actually enjoyed my time.
When I cam home, I had a message from The Globe, our local newspaper, to do a religious op-ed piece. Then my pick up was finished being worked on and Grant, the owner of Select Services (on the corner of HWY 281 and 1st St/273rd/Harrison Rd in Corsica, SD.. they do great work) dropped it off personally at my house. To top it off, that blasted snow blower is fixed and was brought back (though I’m still a bit wary of using it). I then got to hit the gym and didn’t have to feel rushed or anything…I even thought of writing this blog post.
At first, I chomped at the bit. I was anxious. I felt like I needed to work. And then I became worried that I’d start typing “All work and no play makes Jack a dull boy.” I was torn between working hard for God and taking time to rest. I’m glad I chose to rest.
And now, as soon as I finish this blog post, I’m heading down to the basement to have a lightsaber fight with my son (take that Obi-Wan Kenobi).
So, what do I got to say after all of this? Part of being a Spiritual Musclehead is resting.
God saw all that he had made, and it was very good. And there was evening, and there was morning—the sixth day. Thus the heavens and the earth were completed in all their vast array. By the seventh day God had finished the work he had been doing; so on the seventh day he rested from all his work. And God blessed the seventh day and made it holy, because on it he rested from all the work of creating that he had done.
How can you take a day off and rest?