It’s been a challenging year and a half.

Social distancing, zoom meetings, masking, and more have made life a new adventure. There’s comfort in what we know; transition is not something many of us do well.

Change is tiring. I’m someone who is comfortable with people, doing rather than sitting, and getting the things done that I see as important.

Key phrase: what I see as important. Not all things are necessary. Isolation would be one of those issues. It’s been crucial, but I don’t have to like it. Trying to connect with people when you’re not present is exertion at a whole new level.

I’m really tired.

My husband has experienced exhaustion to the same degree. Stress has taken on a whole new vibe.

We’re both rotten at resting.

I’m not sure what it would look like for me to rest. Being still and quiet, though necessary, seems out of the realm of possibility for the way I’m wired.

Friends who care about us gifted us with time and space. A cabin in the Blue Ridge Mountains that we would never have considered as something we should do–or could do.

Cabin doesn’t do this place justice. It’s a home of wood with a spectacular view of trees and mountains, accompanied by choruses of birds and woodland creatures. We’ve been here a couple of days and have found our happy place on the deck viewing beauty that is close to indescribable.

Sitting still for any length of time feels uncomfortable. I get antsy, as if I should be doing something of importance, something to prove the value of my existence.

This is a slow learning curve. For so long I’ve defined my worth by what I have accomplished in a day to help others. Having nothing to measure in effort, I’m pausing to reassess who I am and why I do what I do.

I’ve been reminded that my value is not in production nor accomplishment. It isn’t finished reports or the number of assessments I’ve done with others.

I’m being what I was created to be. Dependent on God to define my worth.

In a world of performance and achievements, to recognize I’m not what others perceive but who my Creator says I am, who He has made me to be, is an internal conflict lived out in everyday life.

Work is valuable and necessary; there is dignity in our industry.

I can’t sustain myself with just that. Work without rest won’t last long. Nor is it desirable.

God created the world in six days and on the seventh He stopped, and He delighted in all He’d made. It was a rubric for us to follow. Pause, rest, and enjoy the fruits of our labors.

Resting is not ceasing from all activity; God gives us time to enjoy how and who He has made us to be.

We struggle with discerning between rest, which revives our hearts and souls, and activity, which can become obsessive, even if it’s fun.

There is a time to rest and to work.

Doing either one without the other is lopsided living.

I’m learning to enjoy this holy pause. To wind down. It’s not easy.

But all work and no rest makes Dayle a mess.

8 responses »

  1. Shawna Sharpe says:

    Amazed at His provision and SOOOO glad He gave ya’ll this time! Praying for great time w/Him. Love ya’ll!

    Like

    • daylerogers says:

      Thanks, my dear friend. I appreciate your encouragement in this. He’s already proving Himself to be able to meet me wherever I am–even if rest seems hard to grasp.

      Like

  2. Ah, the mts. No place like them! I’m happy you got this special gift. Isn’t God good? And I’m pleased that you’re learning to embrace slow living. It’s good for the mind, the soul, and body. We are not machines. God created us to enjoy all things and all times. Silence and solitude have to be the two most forgotten spiritual disciplines of our times. And we miss a lot by overlooking them. Enjoy your holiday, dear friend!

    Like

    • daylerogers says:

      Well, my dear friend, when I think of slow living I think of the things you’ve shared and how it’s something to focus on–it won’t just happen. I’m recognizing my lack of machine parts!

      Like

      • Ha, that’s a good one, Dayle! I think in our day and age we’ve been geared to think more is better, fast is more productive, and busier is a sign of progress and success. Those can at times be true. But sometimes we miss much along the way. And is that what God wants for each and every one of us, anyway? I think we sometimes just need to re-gear ourselves!

        Liked by 1 person

  3. Alice Fredricks says:

    Dayle, we are just returning from a trip to the east to visit family as we are on sabbatical for 2 months. I’m just like you…wanting to always be active to feel worthwhile! We have been in the Blue Ridge mountains, too and the beauty is almost indescribable. Heading home now but thankful for the break! Learning to be quiet and still! Love you!! H

    Like

    • daylerogers says:

      Oh, Ali, I’m so glad you’ve had time to get away. I look at you and Gar and realize that you have discovered in many ways the gift of longevity in ministry–do what you must today, don’t worry about tomorrow, and stay the course with the one and One you love. The activity thing is a struggle, I’ll admit. But having never done this length of time alone together I’m anticipating the Lord helping me find His peace His way. Love you, friend.

      Like

  4. daylerogers says:

    Oh, Sheila, we miss so much! Hurrying without pause makes me lose perspective of the small gifts God has given me. It doesn’t give me much space for gratitude either because I’m so hurried to do and get to the next thing. We are two peas in a pod!

    Like

Leave a Reply

Fill in your details below or click an icon to log in:

WordPress.com Logo

You are commenting using your WordPress.com account. Log Out /  Change )

Google photo

You are commenting using your Google account. Log Out /  Change )

Twitter picture

You are commenting using your Twitter account. Log Out /  Change )

Facebook photo

You are commenting using your Facebook account. Log Out /  Change )

Connecting to %s

This site uses Akismet to reduce spam. Learn how your comment data is processed.