Of course most of us can recall the “Soup Guy” on Seinfeld that denies soup to those unsuspecting, unprepared patrons at his own whim. What I recall this morning is how easily something as benign as soup can ‘rock my world’.
I’m home from work today. I’m a firm believer in mental health days, so to be home SICK, actually ILL is a bit of a novel concept for me. Thank God, I am a fairly healthy person and rarely physically sick enough to miss work.
Last night I was up a total of three times violently ill. I know the culprit is the leftover soup I had for dinner. It didn’t taste bad at 5:00…but let me assure you when I rolled over in bed at 1:00 and lost a large part of it on my pillow and bed I KNEW it was the soup. Can you say DISGUSTING!
I don’t deal well with down time. I’m a very driven kind of person who prides herself in getting things done. SO the sheer fact that I slept soundly (after the theatrics at night) until 9:30 says a lot! The fact that I then only moved to the recliner (aka: the coma chair) until just minutes ago also speaks volumes. Even sitting here now I feel weak and my stomach is still churning around, I know my rest is not over.
Believe it or not I’m going somewhere with this…besides just the bathroom. The point is; God offers us rest, the only lasting rest we’ll ever find. Resting in His able, assured arms is a daily offering to us. Some of us struggle to just rest (I won’t mention names, we know who we are). Some of us struggle with the truth in the Scripture: “Be STILL and KNOW…” Many of us struggle with finding value in rest.
Some of that value is HEALING, renewal, clarity, and assurance. Some of the greatest value is ‘clearing the mechanism’ to really hear from God. As I’m home and recouping today and RESTING, I pray God would remind me to rest regularly so that my body doesn’t rebel and steal rest from my seemingly endless busyness. I have to remind myself that a dirty house and unfinished office work will still be there tomorrow.
My time with the Father, even in quiet meditation is where the value lies in my life. The time with my Father is what reaps the fruit He is seeking.
Have a healthy Tuesday and add this to the list of why NOT to eat leftovers.
On another note: How is it Erica Kane can still look so youthful? She was an adult when I watched this show in high school, 20 some years ago. She must be approaching her late 50’s early 60’s by now. Maybe the soaps should adopt some “aging gracefully” mentality and allow these actresses to pare back on the cosmetics in favor of TRUTH! (I sense another post from that subject alone…)
I’ll be in the ‘coma chair’ if you need me.