Rest.

It's been a long time since I've heard God. I was asking for direction and how I can serve and a feeling of peace came over me, and all I could hear was one word. Rest.

I'm in the thick of life right now. As a stay-at-home mom with a toddler, a preschooler, and a 5th grader and a sweet husband who works hard and long hours it's not easy to do. Rest.

Which means I have to wait. That's not something I'm looking forward to. I feel God calling me and molding me and preparing me to do something. Maybe something big. Maybe not. But something. Rest.

I should have enjoyed today more. I took my inquisitive oldest kid to the dentist and got to spend the day with him. He talked my ear off! I loved it! But I also got impatient and frustrated when I was trying to think about the things I needed to get done. I snapped at him to be quiet a couple of times and now I'm sitting here thinking about how he must hate me. He doesn't. Classic mom guilt. He loves me. I'm his mom. I remember when he was little and we wondered if he would ever be able to talk. Boy, did God teach us patience then! Rest.

It took me a while to clean up the mess in the kitchen I left from yesterday. It's my own fault. I knew I'd have to get to it eventually. It's 7:30 now and I haven't made dinner for me and my unbelievably patient husband. He deserves better. Rest.

Is it productive to rest? Can I achieve anything while waiting? Do I just not do anything?

God doesn't sleep. But I sure do! Rest.