mental health

This past Friday I took the day off from work. It was not for a doctor appointment, for a meeting with workers at the house, for the boys– it was for me. I spent the day puttering around the house– doing dishes, laundry, making cookies, sewing curtains, reading, and resting.

It may seem to many a list of chores, but to me, it filled my cup and restored my soul. I have been running on fumes for months, trying to keep it all together, only to realize I was falling apart in the process.

My dear husband has had to tell me more than once, “You are not in control, so stop trying to be.” While his words may sound harsh, they are true. I am not in control and every time I try to act like I am it blows up. Hence my day off Friday.

Years ago, my dad would take off “mental health days” to give him a change to catch his breath between home and work. He had realized early that with his job if he wanted to do his best, he had to be his best. If he was constantly working without caring for himself, he would have nothing to offer to others.

So, I took a page from his book Friday.

I slept in, stayed in my pjs all day, played a new album I downloaded, and did the things that fed me. Extended quiet time, playing catch with the dogs, collecting eggs from the chickens, playing with the goats, making curtains for our home, making cookies for my sons. When my day was done, I felt filled, at peace, and ready for the next few days.

Dear Ones, when was the last time you took the day off for you? No appointments, no “have to do” lists, just the rhythm of the day deciding your schedule. What would it look like if you took a day off and let your body recover from your pace, your agenda, your trying to control things that are not yours in the first place?

Best Beloved, for the sake of your spirit, your family, even your job look at your schedule, set a day and take it off. Turn off the alarm, make no plans, and allow yourself to unwind. It is foolishness to push all the time. We know God rested, Jesus rested. We need to rest too.

Don’t allow time to run you over, the calendar is not the taskmaster. You matter and you are the only you the world will ever have. Don’t dismiss your role and importance. The Message describes this so well:

Oh yes, you shaped me first inside, then out; you formed me in my mother’s womb. I thank you, High God—you’re breathtaking! Body and soul, I am marvelously made! I worship in adoration—what a creation! You know me inside and out, you know every bone in my body; You know exactly how I was made, bit by bit, how I was sculpted from nothing into something. Like an open book, you watched me grow from conception to birth; all the stages of my life were spread out before you, The days of my life all prepared before I’d even lived one day (Psalm 139:13-14).

We are precious and it’s time we took care of the unique creation we are in Christ.

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About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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