The day stretches wide, like a long, uphill road. Recovery makes everything more exhausting. More slow.
Trying to focus on the positive parts instead of the obstacles ahead feels daunting, but that’s what we need. We keep pushing forward.
It’s difficult to extract from the warmth of our bed. To get bodies moving. To trust that God has this.
But we will, and we do.
Trust, that is.
Longing for the day when we will experience the true rest that our weary bodies and souls so desperately need.