I woke up early this morning to bring one of my freshman girls to school. (Her parents went out of town for their anniversary, so I spent the night at her house and stuff. We watched Hannah Montana. We laughed. I cried. It was fun. Okay, back to what I was saying...)
So this morning around 7:30am, I was sitting in front of Grissom High School (having flashbacks to my HS days). I dropped Sarah off for school, dropped Hannah Montana off at the Red Box, and then headed home to my apartment.
I had things to do.
Lots to do actually.
With so much going on at work, the state of my home is a little disheveled.
Laundry is piled up in my floor.
I should really vacuum again.
There is some pile up of both dishes and garbage in the kitchen.
I need to get all my bills ready to pay.
And I have been doing a lot of reading, so I wanted to finish the last chapter of my book on spiritual warfare.
However, I went to sleep.
And I slept.
And it was good.
When I finally dragged myself off the couch a little before noon, I didn't feel any guilt. I felt refreshed.
I really needed that sleep.
You see, Friday is my day off. And let's be honest, most Fridays I am not honoring my off day. I am going into the office to finish something or prepare for something... Some weekends there is more going on than others. (Last weekend, for example.) But, especially recently, I have found some reason that I need to be there.
I tend to pat myself on the back for being such a "diligent worker" that I would go in on my off day. But I've come to realize that while I may be pleased with myself, but I know someone who may not be so pleased.
Check this out:
"There remains, then, a Sabbath-rest for the people of God; for anyone who enters God's rest also rests from his own work, just as God did from his. Let us, therefore, make every effort to enter that rest, so that no on will fall by following their example of disobedience." Hebrews 4:9-11
I need to be honoring my day of rest. It is the day set aside for me to be obedient to the commandment & example that God sets before us.
So see what I mean?
Sometimes napping can be a very spiritual thing.
What do you think?