Waiting for more

Today was an allowed rest day.  I let myself be okay with a rest day.  Walking the dog so she can get out of the apartment and do her "doo-doo-ties" and walking from the bus to class and back - that was it!  My feet needed the rest and my mind/morale needs the reminder that it is OKAY to take a BREAK :-) 

*Even bodies, which are made for motion, need adequate rest to allow for muscle recovery and rejuvination!*

Tomorrow I am planning to have a walk/jog/trudge in the morning.  I have a group project meeting with some doctors at Shands here in GVil late morning and the afternoon shall be DEDICATED to HOMEWORK (yesssss - must) -- why?  MOM AND DW come tomorrow evening! Yippee! 

Side note:
I had a chat with a long, lost friend this evening- kind of a tough time because of several factors, not least of which I miss my MN friends tremendously and I feel something strange; I'm unsure if homesickness afflicts me.  I LOVE to TRAVEL and try new adventures!  I am very thankful for the blessings in my life!  I just, hmmm, crave more?  And I miss my goodies. 


Okay, I need to share a neat poem that one of my aunts shared with me today:

The Road Of Life

At first, I saw God as my observer, my judge, keeping track of the things I did wrong, so as to know whether I merited heaven or hell when I die. He was out there sort of like a president. I recognized His picture when I saw it, but I really didn't KNOW Him.
But later on when I met Christ, it seemed as though life were rather like a bike ride, but it was a tandem bike, and I noticed Christ was in the back helping me pedal.
I don't know just when it was that He suggested we change places, but life has not been the same since. When I had control, I knew the way. It was rather boring, but predictable. . . It was the shortest distance between two points.
But when He took the lead, He knew delightful long cuts, up mountains, and through rocky places at breakneck speeds, it was all I could do to hang on! Even though it looked like madness, He said, "Pedal!"
I worried and was anxious and asked, "Where are you taking me?" He laughed and didn't answer, and I started to learn trust.
I forgot my boring life and entered into the adventure. And when I'd say, "I'm scared," He'd lean back and touch my hand.
He took me to people with gifts that I needed, gifts of healing, acceptance and joy. They gave me gifts to take on my journey, my Lord's and mine.
And we were off again. He said, "Give the gifts away; they're extra baggage, too much weight." So I did, to the people we met, and I found that in giving I received, and still our burden was light.
I did not trust Him, at first, in control of my life. I thought He'd wreck it; but He knows bike secrets, knows how to make it bend to take sharp corners, knows how to jump to clear high rocks, knows how to fly to shorten scary passages.
And I am learning to shut up and pedal in the strangest places, and I'm beginning to enjoy the view and the cool breeze on my face with my delightful constant companion, Jesus Christ.
And when I'm sure I just can't do anymore, He just smiles and says. . . "Pedal."--- Author Unknown ---

Neat, huh?!?!



Oh! Had a sort of epiphany today that am super excited and VERY NERVOUS to have discovered; however, I cannot (or, more like, will not) share at this time.


MUUAAAAhahahahahahah you are ticked now, aren'tcha?  Hehehehehe!  Maybe I will confess in an upcoming post when I have had more time to digest this recent discovery of self! :-)

HAPPY RESTING!