I woke up to my alarm clock at 9:30a.m., groggy and said goodbye to my sweet husband, who is on his way to a week long conference.
I did not sleep well last night, so my energy stores for the day were minimal. That is ok. I’m giving myself permission to take it slow these first few weeks. It has been years since I’ve slept well.
I played some guitar, focusing on a favorite of mine,”Glorious Ruins”. I played until the indentations in my fingers no longer allowed for the strings to be pressed down. It will take a while to build up my callouses again. However, I’m not hurried, nor feeling rushed to enjoy something, because January’s calendar is blank, on purpose.
I played with my kitty, with a feather toy she’s obssessed with. If it were not for the 2 feet of snow blanketing her playground, she would be out catching birds, and other small creatures. For now she’s content swatting, licking, pounching on her “fake bird”.
The evening ended with meditating on Psalm 23. What does it mean for my day to day life, that He is my Shepherd? I pulled out my thin tip pens and watercolors to test my hand at an artistic form I once was familiar with. Back in high school I was mentored by a dear lady who loved Jesus and calligraphy. She took in 7 of us gals to read the word and practice calligraphy. I cannot say I ever mastered it, but with repetition and frequent practice I could make my way around different lettering styles.
Its time for some sleepy time tea and a hot bath to wind down for the night. I’m hoping to establish bedtime rhythms, for more restorative sleep. Do you have a bedtime routine? Is there anything you couldn’t do without before heading to bed?
Take a listen to “Glorious Ruins”: …Let the ruins come to life, in the beauty of your name, rising up from the ashes, God forever you reign. My soul will find refuge in the shadow of your wings….
RachelWall 