Rest

I'm surrounded by silence this morning.  Carson has headed north for a well-deserved day of calling his own shots and I have the luxury of sipping coffee, still in my bathrobe at 8:00 AM.  It looks as if it will be a day of rest.

Yesterday I was wonderfully overwhelmed by inspiration from several sources and it was tough to choose one topic for my post, so today I'm re-visiting one of those topics.

"Rest" has taken up much of this journey through cancer. In the past I thought of rest as something within my control.  Rest was a peaceful state, one that was chosen when needed and pleasant in nature.  Then I was introduced to enforced rest.  My body was put into a place where I had nothing to say about when I rested and this new enforced rest was often accompanied by pain and discomfort. I eventually recognized that a common component of rest, whether chosen or enforced, was healing.

Today I am privileged to be able to choose rest. I have been given permission to do it, actually. 

"Rest with Me a while. You have journeyed up a steep, rugged path in recent days.  The way ahead is shrouded in uncertainty.....Trust that I will equip you fully for whatever awaits you on your journey."-Sarah Young (Jesus Calling)

As this aged body seeks its new path I take such encouragement in knowing that I have a hand to hold that will never loosen its grip.  Who couldn't rest knowing that!

"I am with you and will watch you wherever you go, and I will bring you back to this land.  I will not leave you until I have done what I have promised you."-Genesis 28:15 (NIV).

On the health front:

I thoroughly enjoyed spending early Thursday afternoon in the comfort of my own home rather than attached to a chemo pole. Thursday evening brought a low fever but it didn't go anywhere so I'm happy to report that there is nothing of significance to report😊