I am a put on my big girl panties, put on the tough boots and get to work type gal. No asking for favors or help or admitting I need a mommy time out. Recently I have been overwhelmed with the word REST. And not in the good way where I should feel overwhelmed by the freedom of it, but annoyed. I have been so sick of reading blogs about rest. Hearing my husband tell me that I need to be taking time for myself. For my best friend telling me I need to rest. And then, THEN. I'm part of the Thrive Moms social media team, so I of course, had to do the Hiding Place devotional. Truth be told I've done it, sat there looking at my journal page wanting to burn the book. Like literally, put fire to it & watch it burn. Because rest has felt so outside what is available. Because when I choose to take on two extras while I already have 3 biological children it meant that it was my choice to be here. That because I choose this, I had to buckle down and just work...
"we tend to stay away from mourning and dancing. too afraid to cry, too shy to dance. we become narrow-minded complainers, avoiding pain and also true human joy. while we live in a world subject to the evil one, we belong to God. let us mourn, and let us dance." -henri nouwen