Self-care is not selfish. It’s necessary. But why do we as parents, as spouses, as employees – heck, even as humans, make it such a low priority? Because we “don’t have time.” Oh, that phrase. I utter it too often. And Having it All Kinda Sucks. (Alright, that woman really is working too hard.) But many people feel they can’t take a break from earning a paycheck – and realistically, the lives we Americans create for ourselves are hard to sustain if we stop for a moment to take a breath.
One morning last week, my alarm went off as usual. But I wake up to the radio (I seriously cannot handle beeping) and lay in bed listening for about 10 minutes before I get up. Breathe came on.
It started fast-paced and so in-line with how I was feeling: running a never-slowing daily race. I completely fell into this song when suddenly, the tempo slowed to the chorus, “Breathe. Just breathe. Come and rest at my feet. And be. Just be. Chaos calls, but all you really need is to just breathe.”
And I was reminded of God’s presence and the rest He offers. And while it didn’t completely relax me, it did change my mood. I didn’t need to be stressed. This life on earth is short and I have an eternity in heaven to look forward to. So how will I live this life? And with the start of J’s soccer season, getting new siding on the house (yay! what an accomplishment we’ve worked toward FINALLY happening), and O’s usual neediness (it’s not bad; it’s a baby thing), I need the reminder to take deep breaths and rest in Him. Even during crazy times when I struggle to focus on my need for him, Romans 8:26 says, “…the Spirit helps us in our weakness. We do not know what we ought to pray for, but the Spirit himself intercedes for us through wordless groans.” So groan away, Spirit. And I’ll just work on breathing.