And I hit my wall. You know, the brick one that leaves you bloody because you keep charging into it thinking this time it will move. Out of sheer exhaustion, I decided to let it go. I quit. I even posted it on Facebook, which makes it official. (Right?)
Then something happened. The mental act of "quitting" gave me the freedom to relax. To allow things to be what they are. To allow God to worry about the details while I rest a little. I didn't quit and walk away. Instead I was able to face the task from a different direction. (I believe someone smart named Antoine said that...)
The circumstance hasn't changed. There will still be consequences to face and I'll worry about those when they present themselves. In the meantime, I'm still plugging away, and accomplishing a lot more from a place of rest.
"Are you tired? Worn out?... Come to me... Walk with me and work with me - watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace." Matthew 11:28, The Message
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