“Were we snoring?”
“One of you was.”
Driving through part of Spain as we traveled to Cordoba, Don and I slept. We didn’t just doze. We slept deeply. Our Mercedes bus was comfortable, and our seat backs just tall enough to rest our heads with ease.
Between naps we watched the lush countryside pass by.
Lush, fertile farmland.
Sheep grazing, their shepherd and his dog ever watchful.
And we slept. It strikes me how wise and gracious God was in building into our DNA the need for sleep and restoration. He could have created us to keep going–think how much more we could accomplish for the kingdom. But I am glad He didn’t. He created us with a need for regular, renewing sleep.
I’m usually a good sleeper. Sometimes, however, my mind whirls through all the topics taking up real estate in my brain … where we will go tomorrow, what we will see, whether I have out all I need, whether I’ve thought of all I needed to complete before going on this trip.
Will Mom remain well?
Are our dogs ok?
Did we pay all the bills?
Sometimes I get up, knowing sleep is beyond me. It’s often my most productive time. After several hours’ of work, I’m very happy to fall asleep, to rest. I need, and want, that renewal God wants to grant.
“He gives to his beloved sleep.”
Speaking of which, I think it’s time for a nap!