Monday made me feel nostalgic. Waking up to a white layer on everything outside reminded me of Chicago. Except that this wasn’t nice fluffy snow, but soul crushing ice. Ice storms are the worst. People from the North make fun of Texas because everything here shuts down for even the smallest amount of winter precipitation, and while there is some truth to that, ice is so much worse than snow. You can shovel snow, you can drive in snow, you can easily brush fresh powder off your car, but ice is the worst.
Emma and I spent the day at home because both of our offices were closed. Stanley loved this, because to him ice day means puppy day. So we put his puppy snow boots on him (yes we have puppy snow boots for Stanley, and yes they are way too cute) and we let him run around in the backyard slipping and sliding and falling on his face. It was adorable.
Even though I did do a lot of work from home, it was really nice to have the day off from the office. Rest is such an important thing. Emma and I love sleeping almost as much as Stanley does, but there is a difference between sleep and rest.
I feel that the best type of rest is unexpected rest. When you wake up and roll out of bed, about to begin your morning routine, only to realize that it’s a Saturday and you can go back to sleep, or lounge lazily on the couch and binge watch Netflix. There are few things sweeter in life.
It’s really the little things that I love the most.
Matthew 11:28 says, “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.” I hope that the ice day didn’t bring you too many headaches; perhaps it was even an unexpected day of rest for you too. But remember that it is important to rest. There can be rest in the unexpected, and there is always rest in our God.
Sometimes you need to make time for God to bring you rest and sometimes you just need an ice day to close the office so that you can wrestle your dog until he’s too tired to stand up.
Have a wonderful week my friends,