A Summer of Rest

I keep getting this one question over and over. For some reason, I cannot remember anyone asking me this since I was a schoolgirl. Maybe I just don’t remember being asked, because I made a practice of living life at super speed, so I could rattle off the answer to this question without hesitation. But things feel slower now although the year is literally flying by; or maybe I am just slower, reflective, pondering what I want to do with myself, my time, my life. What is this burning question I keep getting asked?

What are your plans for the Summer?

Plans? I actually have no plans. And if you know me, then you would agree that is different than my norm. I am always going here or there or doing this or that. When I started writing this blog post I had no idea that just a few short weeks later, a virus would cause me to spend days in bed dozing off and on while watching hours of Hallmark Movies. I did not know when I titled this post “A Summer of Rest” that I prophesied my own future. This rest is welcome. This rest is necessary. When it is time to pull out the suitcase again, when it is time to make some fabulous plan with my trusted friends, when it is time to hit the road on adventure, I will. But until then, I am gratefully content for a season of rest.

“Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28