A Time For Rest

I sprained my ankle last night. The top of my foot is also extremely bruised. I have always been clumsy and clumsy and trying to get things done in a hurry doesn’t mix well. I feel down the stairs. So as you have noticed I have been posting several of the blog entries that I have written but not taken the time to edit and post. I am stuck sitting and resting.

I think God has such a good sense of humor. After having so many terrible days I really felt like God was telling me to just rest in Him yesterday and to simply rest in general. Jesus said; “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”--Matthew 11:28

I woke up at 9:00 am yesterday after a long sleepless night and decided that I needed to cancel the plans I had. I called the wonderful couple who was going to pray for me and counsel me and shared with them my feelings of sheer exhaustion. They agreed that I should just rest. So I ate and then went back to bed. While I laid in bed I imagined Jesus holding me and offering me His strength while I rested in His arms. I claimed his promises (that are found in the Bible). I claimed the promises of God giving me strength, courage, rest, hope, and a purposeful future. I feel asleep listening to praise music and slept so fabulously until 1:00 pm. I woke up refreshed and ready to take on the day. I have been feeling much less depressed since then.

I spent some time reading my Bible and praying (not much) and then started running around trying to get the house picked up before my family got home. I am going to start a partial-hospitalization (it is out-patient so I sleep at home) program for depression on Monday. Although yesterday I thought I was going to start today. I wanted to get a ton of stuff done before I started the extremely emotionally taxing and energy draining program. The program is for 7 hours day for at least 5 days. Well…I was running down the stairs and I missed a stair or two and fell right on my foot. Luckily my Dad and step-mom had just left my house and I had my cell phone in my pocket. After I finished screaming from the pain I called them and they were able to be back to help me within minutes.

As I sat with my foot elevated with ice on it I laughed to myself about God’s sense of humor. He had told me to rest and did I listen? No. I am not saying God caused the fall I just think it is funny how now I have no choice but to slow down, rest and sit with my foot elevated. I should have lots of time for reading my Bible, catching up on my blog, watching movies, and sleeping.

I do not have the hang of crutches yet. My dog woke me up at 5 am to use the bathroom (she actually just wanted to hunt in the backyard which was extremely frustrating). In my clumsy sleepy state I toppled over. Ouch. At that point (5:30 am) I called Nate and told him I needed him to come home and help me. Being the wonderful husband that he is he said "ok" and will be home any minute now.

I thought I would be ok by myself but my foot really hurts and having someone around to help will be a good thing.

Changing the subject to something happy, today is my friend Meg’s birthday. She is such a blessing to me. I am so thankful that God gave her to me as a friend. We have been friends for 20 years now. Wow! Thanks Meden Bean for being you. I love you so much and I cherish our friendship.

And another happy note…I am not feeling terribly depressed or anxious. I actually feel stable! Yay! Hip-hip-huray. I am so thankful for the rest I received yesterday. I am so thankful for God’s never ending, unstoppable, forever and always love. Thank you God for a new day and for the joy of today.