That is probably the best word to describe me right now.
Weary, and just mentally exhausted.
I need a break from everything.
Away from work.
Away from church.
To just clear my mind.
To get some stuff straighten out in my life.
To basically refocus.
I know, I just took a week off work a couple weeks ago.
But in that time, I was throwing myself more into ministry.
Which, in a lot of cases, is really more difficult than help desk.
What I’m really coming to realize more and more.
Especially as I look back on how active I was in high school.
Is that I haven’t slowed that pace at all.
And I’m not 17 anymore.
I can’t keep this up for much longer.
I’m already starting to see it taking place at my secular job.
Dissatisfaction with my job.
Professionalism starting to wane.
Apathy just taking over.
Leaving everyday feeling like I’ve been hit by a truck.
There has got to be more to life than this.
But church these days is a virtual mixed bag.
Some days are better than others, no doubt.
But even after a long day at work.
Again feeling like I’d been hit by a truck.
I go to church and teach those kids.
And worship. And interact. And laugh.
And I get excited about what I’ve been called to do there all over again.
This is my reassurace that I’m doing the right thing.
My only regret is that I haven’t any more time to give.
This is why my body is tired.
And my soul is weary.
And why I need to get away for a weekend.
Maybe get a small cabin in the mountains.
No television. No internet. No cell phone.
Just me and the Creator.
After all, didn’t Jesus himself break away from the crowds on occasion?
To spend time alone in prayer?
To regroup after spending days in the streets with the masses?
Clearing temples and cleansing souls?
Even Jesus couldn’t go full speed 100% of the time.
Even Jesus had to take time to just spend with the Father.
And if He, the human manifestation of the Lord God Almighty, needed to rest.
How much more do we need it?
Peace love and rest for the weary.