However, just in case, let me briefly explain that this expression in the American dialect carries a negative connotation. The expression refers to words with four letters that are often used as curse words. Read about it here. (There are other dictionary explanations.)
So, why do I say that "rest" is a four letter word?
It is not a curse.
It is life-giving and healing.
For someone who has grown into accepting silence and solitude, this should be easy, right?! (Easy. Another four letter word.)
Not so much.
I have forced myself to rest my voice and body since Sunday afternoon. I have worked via email, text, reading, and researching. I have barely spoken.
It is good. My voice is returning. My cough is diminishing.
I know that if I am to live, love, and lead like Jesus, then I have to make space for healing of my own body, soul, etc. I can't walk with others if I can't walk.
So, when my mind wakes me up at odd hours, I write myself minimally legiblestuck notes and return to bed.
I take all my medications, drink plenty of liquids, and rest.
Rest is healing and I am grateful for a non-busy week, though there are always things to do.
Instead of doing, I am focused on being.
May I live out what I encourage others to do in their daily lives. May I recognize the beauty of the gift of rest.
One more thing. I walked to the mailbox and back and checked on my neighbor's crocuses to see if they had survived the rains, snow, rains. This is what I saw. A beautiful opened crocus, open to receive whatever comes its way.
May it be so.
Rev. Deb
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