The Undone: More Feared than the Undead.

(Read the title and this list like a pirate.  Out loud. Seriously!!!)  

Dust on the baseboards.

A book sitting on the nightstand, 1st chapter done, 7 weeks later.

Piles in the office to be filed.

Piles on the desk to be sorted.

Toys to be gone through (give away, sell, keep...)

Dishes, Laundry, Bills, Errands, Cooking,

AAHHHHHH!!!!!!  It's the zombie apocalypse!!!!  Run!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!

....

Oh.  It's just Life?

Right.

Alrighty then, buck up, girl, here ya go.

Why, oh why, does the Undone steal my joy?  Why does the constant motion of life turn into such a stressful montage?  When is the healthy living of productive, efficient, excellent actions, suddenly the fearful Undone?  What I know is that, for me, when I focus solely upon "Rest happens once work is done" I drive myself crazy....in this season, at least, when my limits seem much louder. 

I think being a hard worker is a wonderful skill, by the way, but as I ponder how much I translate those skills into this sphere of life (motherhood; homemaking; creating a place of rest; etc), I think I've taken a good truth, and perverted it.  Made it about control.

Life is never. ever. evereverevereverever done.  Like, ever. 

And that's ok.  Seriously!! There will always be work tomorrow (how boring if not!), and as I do what I can today, that's enough.  I can rest, and trust God to make up the difference, if it really couldn't wait until tomorrow (or provide energy to me, if truly needed).  Sabbath day, and daily moments of rest, are found by connecting with God, others, and self.  I am free to be a human, with limits, and to get to certain things tomorrow, if today's energy is all used up.

God grants me what I need, for what He has for me, today.  This moment.  This step.  I can trust that He's guiding, even when it's all I can do to come up for air.  I can trust Him to form my values, when I'm busy living out the ones already formed. 

I can live in a space with imperfections, for I am imperfect. 
I can rest in a place that's in-process, for I am in-process. 
I can accept that only so much can get done in a day, for only God is omnipotent.

So: not the End of the World.  Though, on the days when it feels like it, it's a good reminder to push that fear away, do the work in front of me, and then rest.  Connect.  Think.  Zone out.  Pray.  Be still.

Light a candle, hold a cup of tea, read the Word, and maybe even take a bath.   Or just go to sleep.  Or, try to find a bit of a smile in all the child-interruptions which limit said rest, and trust that Jesus will make up the difference in the end. 

Jesus is faithful to complete what He starts.  Amen!!!!!