Current mood: 
contemplative
I once heard a computer across the room from me say this and my instant thought was how great it would be to have one of those installed in our bodies. So that when we rested, we would know we had rested enough because a little voice said so. In this crazy life, I find myself feeling rundown, wrung out and pretty flat from time to time. My laundry basket overflows, my fridge is bare, I havent seen a fresh vegetable in days and what I long for is a place to rest and recharge my battery. But how?
Hot bath, nice, glass of wine, better, but still feel unplugged from life. I do the washing and get to the supermarket things start to clear in my head a bit.
Finally, I decide to spend time with God. I whack on a worship CD, light a candle or two, and try to concentrate on my Lord and Saviour but I cant. Somehow his light is dimmed by the layers of stress and anxieties from the day.
My day at work has been full of prayer meetings and talking about God and now the last thing I feel like doing is more praying. Enter frustration. Everyone elses quiet times are always amazing why not mine? Enter guilt how selfish that my quiet times are suddenly all about me?
A worship song based on psalm 42 comes on My heart longs for you, my soul thirsts for you, show me the place where I can come & meet you. Words written thousands of years ago that seem as if they’ve been read from my mind. I start to cry as I finally acknowledge my need of him.
Finally, I imagine the Father saying, now we can get down to business. He meets me, he restores my soul, he makes me lie down in green pastures.
My battery is now fully charged.
thoughtful