Bouncing back from weeks of being sick is not as easy as it used to be. I guess that’s the cost of getting old.
Over the last six weeks, I’ve had this bug thingamajig going around. I had it for two weeks, and then it gradually went away.
Then, it came back on me for another two weeks, just as painful as before. A couple of weeks later, it gradually went away.
Then, for the third time, it hit me again. What is it about me that’s so attractive to them? If I knew what that was, I’d get rid of it today.
During this “bug time,” I spent a lot of time napping. I was so exhausted when I got up in the morning that I had to take a nap right after breakfast.
I can take some medication for this illness, but I really need to take a nap along with it. That seems to be my best medication.
Right after lunch the other day, I was going to work on a project I’d started a couple of days ago. But as I sat in the chair drinking some coffee, I said to myself, “Just one more nap and I’ll be ready to go.”
Have you ever had a time when you believed exactly what you said? Good luck on that one.
I need to sit down with my body and have a very serious conversation about all the nap taking I’ve been doing. Is there something else I can do instead of taking a nap?
After a long chat with my body, I got no response. My body was napping at the time. To me, the word nap means, “Not Always Present.”
I’ve reached perfection in napping. Never in my life have I been able to nap quite as perfectly as I have lately.
Why can’t I have some bug thingamajig that gives me energy instead of making me feel just the opposite?
The strange thing is that after napping all day, I can go to bed at night and sleep through the night without waking up. How in the world does that happen?
When I watched television the other day, I saw a commercial on sleep deprivation, and they were trying to sell some medicine to help you sleep at night. The only medicine I had to help me sleep at night was taking naps all through the day.
I wish I could patent my napping and sell it on TV. I could make a lot of money.
I’m looking forward to the time when I get out of this napping stage and back to normal. Of course, I’m now wondering what normal is with me. But I want the chance to find out.
I thought of some scripture in this area.
“Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”
— Matthew 11: 28-30
I’m going to focus on God’s rest each day for His glory.
Snyder is a former pastor who lives with the Gracious Mistress of the Parsonage, wife Martha, in Ocala. His email is [email protected].
