Learning to rest has been my biggest struggle and consequently, the biggest lesson of my last few years. My brain used to live on overdrive. If I wasn’t working, I was thinking about working. If I was out with friends, I was refreshing my email. If I saw a client inquiry, it was the first thing I answered when I got home… because I care about my work and I like work. It is a blessing to enjoy your 40 hours a week, but work just cannot make your life. Most importantly, a relationship with Jesus fulfills. Secondly, relationships with people fulfill. Inspired by Penelope Trunk, I wrote this post called “We Have Been Given a Gift” in June 2012. It is one of my favourite pieces of writing to date.
At the beginning of the new year, I blogged a list of things I hoped to Say Yes and Say No to this year. I always strive to live intentionally. I really feel life is too short to look back and ask, “what the heck did I do with all my free time?” I want to invest my rest. But investing doesn’t have to mean productivity! And taking over the world! (Necessarily.) Neither does it mean feet up on a couch, watching TV. (Not really my thing.) Rest can be cleaning my house to a wicked Motown soundtrack. Rest can be a 10km run listening to Phil Wickham’s acoustic hymns album and admiring the sunshine, the awesome mountain views. Rest can be watching youTube videos, clutching my stomach, rolling back and forth on a couch in laughter, yelling “I can’t breathe it’s so funny.” Rest can be driving around farm roads listening to country music with friends. Rest can be a two-hour walk through the forest. Rest can be window-shopping for houses that aren’t for sale. Find what makes you feel rested. And then find some people who rest the same way. And enjoy that together.
Resting on the weekend makes Monday awesome.
P.S. I rarely answer emails on weekends anymore.
And I don’t feel ONE. BIT. GUILTY.
(Photo 1: I like being outside a lot. I love walking with friends. This is Katie. That’s us in Fort Langley, in Port Moody, and this Saturday morning, in Derby Reach with some cows. Photo 2: This is Jude. We held hands the whole hour to Vancouver on Saturday with his parents. Photo 3: This is Jude asleep, after our day in Vancouver. We are still holding hands, because I like it.)