Ever been dog tired? Bone weary?
I cannot even find a reason, other than a couple of poorer nights rest, for this fatigue that can creep into me.
It begins as a tired day, and gradually increases each day, like the movement of a virus that is ignoring your attempts to head it off before it takes over your body.
I awake tired, I yawn throughout the day, then I fall, lifeless, into bed at night, willing tomorrow to be filled with pep.
There was a time when I would fight it, now, like the flu season virus, I just let it run its course, while making efforts to pamper myself with nutritious foods, herbal teas, and a reasonable amount of sleep.
I whisper, over and over (Matthew 11:28), “come to me all of you who are weary and I will give you rest.”
Then, I recently rediscovered Isaiah 40:28,
“Have you not known? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary; his understanding is unsearchable.”
My/our creator does not grow weary … EVER!
The is what I will meditate on. Not that he will give me rest, but that he, who never grows weary, is in control, of everything.
That reminder, all alone, gives me hope that this virus-like fatigue is known and understood by the greatest of physicians.
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