I have been lying on my bed for the past 3 days, pinned down by fever and headache. I have been popping Panadol and supplements, and diffusing with essential oils.
The world continues to spin. And my head continues to spin as well. Life goes on. The world does not wait for me.
But what comes full force while being stuck in bed is the self-judgment of things still undone and projects not yet achieved. The weight of it sinks me deeper into my bed.
Yet God reminds me:
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. – Matthew 11:28
Even this – the weak body, the mental fatigue, the weary soul, the spiritual anguish – Jesus comes to give me rest.
Even this – the work undone, the pressure to achieve deadline – even this is not wasted. God is showing me slowly what is important, and who I need to focus on – Jesus.
Even this – the version of me lying in bed feeling like a failure – I know that Jesus is my healer and restorer.