Alone in a coffee shop....

How Art Thou

I am so proud of myself.  I am sitting alone in a coffee shop as I write this.  When I came back into the living room after putting Ty down for his morning nap, I noticed Jason was settling in for his morning nap, too.  He doesn’t have to go into work until this afternoon and works until after midnight, so for him a nap is a great idea.  I looked around at all the little things that could be done and realized nothing had to be done right this minute.  (The best husband in the world had already done the dishes.)  This is usually when discouragement gets me.  All the have to’s are finished and I’m left deciding where I’m going to put all the toys, shoes, too big, too small baby clothes and other random stuff.  Finding a place for everything can be so frustrating in our small space.  Especially since I’m not very good at organizing and Jason thinks shoes left out are better because they are easier to put on.  But, for the first time, I didn’t let it steal my day.  I looked at my sleeping men and the sunshine outside and decided to make an escape.  

So here I sit.  Jason finally had two days off and we spent some time together as a family.  I am so thankful that rest is multiplied.  He was exhausted from weeks of working with no break, but only a few days of rest can restore so quickly.   Such a gift from our Creator, the ability to quickly recharge.  I’m realizing that rest isn’t passive and it isn’t sleep.  You really have to look for it.  When you find an opportunity to be refreshed today, let your soul swim around in it.    

          (P.S.  I’m also proud of myself for not making a “shopping escape.”)