“Come to me all who are weary and heavy-burdened, and I will give you rest.”
I’m holding this tight to me today as for some reason I’ve been feeling a bit fragile these days. Like I’m holding everything up by strings and if I jostle them too much this way or that, the whole mess will get tangled and jumbled and broken. Perhaps it’s the weather, perhaps it’s simply time passing a little too quickly for my liking. Perhaps it’s the fact that time is forced upon us before it’s necessary (Christmas music in stores mid-November?) It must be some rule that by this time every year, I just want everything to stop. To slow down. I want to simmer with enjoyment every little thing. I get tired of rushing and hurrying and doing and being. Fall breaks upon us like crashing waves after a slow hot summer. And while it’s good to have things to do, places to be, goals to accomplish, sometimes it is all just too much.
It makes me feel fragile and dry..ready for a good quenching and a peaceful rest.