After I returned from the Middle School Rock n’ Roll trip, everyone around the house - except me- got sick. When sickness hits like that the routine goes out the window. Kids aren’t sleeping thorough the night. Which means the adults don’t sleep through the night. It just throws everything off.

So this past weekend - all the long weekend - has been a recoup and refresh for the family. Thank God for these past few days off. It never ceases to amaze me that I won’t choose rest, it has to be forced upon me. I’d choose busyness and fatigue over refreshment. I guess I’m just a sadist. But it never fails, I run myself ragged and then God finds a way of kicking my butt and forcing me into a place of rest.

Did any of you have a restful weekend?