I’m tired.  I’m not completely sure why, but the fact of my fatigue is irrefutable.  I didn’t expect this right now.  We’re not in training.  I haven’t been traveling.  Nevertheless, I feel exhausted.

How do I know? I considered eating a box of Girl Scout Cookies for dinner.  It was easier to keep working than it was to pack up and go home. The debate between McDonald’s and DiGiorno’s ended with the Girl Scout cookies winning.  (In case you’re wondering, reason prevailed and the Tag Alongs lost out to spaghetti.)  Tears mingled with frustration have been escaping randomly from my eyes since I got in the car.  Those are just a few of the signs that I’m done in.

I crave rest.  Not just physical rest.  I don’t think I’m terribly short on that.  OK, maybe a little.  I crave the restful and the restorative.  I want to go to the beach.  I want to go horseback riding.  I wouldn’t turn down horseback riding on the beach.  I want the impossibility of my best friends all in one place with me instead of scattered to the four corners of the earth.  I want my house magically cleaned and organized.  I want to be imbued with whatever powers it takes to keep it that way.

I know some of those things won’t happen for months.  I know others probably won’t happen on this side of eternity.  So what’s a girl to do?

First of all, I’m going to continue to be intentional about getting to bed early.  Well, at least earlier than I would left to my own devices.  I’m going to make the most of my Friday off by spending time with a friend who’s coming to town for the day. Then  I’m going to splurge on an overpriced cup of frou-frou coffee—maybe more than once.  I’m going to face the pile of accumulated mail and whittle it down, but probably not until after the overpriced coffee is consumed.  I’m going to spend some time with my red journal.  I’m going to enjoy the easy companionship of my friend who’s staying with me right now.  I’m going to eagerly anticipate the arrival of another friend later next week. I may even find some time to work on a scrapbook or make some cards.

I know I’m blessed.  I know I have lots of things I can enjoy that recharge me right here.  It takes intentionality.  If I let my fatigue and lethargy rule, nothing will change.

I need a change.

Is there anything that’s keeping you from rest, refreshment, and recharging?  If so, what are you going to do about it?

photo courtesy of Mike 138

Today I’ve joined the Faith Barista’s Faith Jam.  Every week Bonnie’s asking other bloggers to “jam like musicians” on a faith and life related topic.  This is my riff on “Craving rest and the journey to find it.”  I’d love to read your thoughts on the topic.  Please leave a comment or a link to your blog if you’ve jammed on this.  And if you haven’t blogged on it, please leave some of your thoughts in the comment section below.  If you’re interested in seeing what others had to say, please follow the link over to the Faith Barista site.