To Take It Slow

I’m feeling so much better! But I’m so tired; the day feels slow and deliberate. I reduce every activity down so that I’m mostly resting. I read. I watch television. I take baths. I tag along with my husband at the grocery store. I grade only a few final essays. I drink lots of water. 

I wake up this morning and rejoice in a time to take it slow. God arranged it so my daughters are away at a youth retreat, and my classes ended last week. How kind! 

I think about a slower Sabbath. What a kind, gentle day this is. What a kind, gentle God. 

And I’ll watch the Robins complete their nest.