Play and rest.
My default is to feel guilty when we are resting. Watching a movie, tv…maybe because there are better ways to rest.
Isn’t this true of us all. How are we resting?
Yesterday, my oldest and I played at a local trampoline park. I climbed, I jumped, I fell hard a lot. So today. Rest.
I had an absolute blast spending time with my oldest. He is growing so fast, and I know these times will end abruptly and without my wanting. So for yesterday, I embraced the crazy and climbed right beside him.
There’s a beautiful feeling not caring, especially what others think. I squealed, flipped, hit my back, and laughed hard.
Today, my body is screaming at me. My arms and legs hurt. And I’m tired.
Sometimes I need a push and reason to play, and sometimes I need the same for rest.
Brene Brown talks about this idea in The Gift of Imperfection. That to work on anxiety means to play and rest.
Childlike.
Joy.
The Bible talks about this too. Childlike faith. The Bible also talks a lot about rest and doing work. It’s both. James 2 talks about our faith working itself out in good deeds. Matthew talks about Jesus’ desire for us to come and rest and lay our burdens down.
This life is meant to be lived in this in-between. Not in perfection, but in this place feeling a little uncertain, because there are two parties vying for our attention: one that rests all the time and one that works all the time.
So, find ways to do both. It’s important soul work.
