My weekend was one of the busiest weekends I can remember.
Thursday evening I showed houses and got home late. Simultaneously an offer came in on one of my listed properties. After successfully negotiating from the porch of one of the houses I was showing in Kentucky, I made my way back across the Ohio River with my clients to see the last house of the day.
Forty five minutes later we arrived at the house. Note to self: never schedule showings in both Kentucky and Ohio during rush hour traffic in the middle of the week.
Sitting in traffic makes me really tired. In fact, driving anywhere that takes longer than thirty minutes makes me tired!
My energy level during the last showing was not high, but everything changed when I saw the reaction on my client’s faces. They loved the house and so did I. “Think it over,” I said, “I’ll do some homework while you guys talk it over.”
“Thanks Ron, we’ll let you know”, they said as I climbed into my truck and headed back to the office finish my day.
Friday morning was spent researching the house, doing what I call reconnaissance, something I always do before recommending an offer strategy to my clients.
While doing my research my mind wandered to the highlight of the coming day. The American Airlines 1:30PM flight arriving from Dallas was carrying a very special passenger–my beloved daughter Krista.
She’s coming to town to attend the bridal shower for my son Scott and his bride-to-be Shelbi. Krista will only be here for about 24 hours, but I’m not thinking about that right now, the only thing on my mind is the moment she walks off the plane, makes eye contact with me, and puts her arms out for her dad.
Theresa and I arrived early and watched hundreds of travelers passing by while anxiously looking for a familiar face. Finally she arrived.
That embrace. Well, there is nothing quite like it. No words can adequately describe the emotion. Let’s just say this, for a moment all was right with the world.
I grabbed her bag, and as we walked to my truck I noticed she was tired. Like her dad, and like a lot of people, traveling makes her tired.
But it wasn’t just the traveling that made her tired, she just came off of a very busy work week and had dinner to attend that night, a bridal shower on Saturday morning, an engagement party for one of her best friends Saturday night, not to mention the Buckeyes game at 8:30PM. O-H!……I-O!
Sunday would be no better as she had to catch a flight from Columbus to Boston to get back and prepare for another busy work week.
Wow. I’m tired for her.
My weekend was just as busy, as I had a birthday party in Kentucky on Sunday to attend. No rest for the weary.
It got me to thinking about the importance of rest.
While pursuing a healthy lifestyle, I’ve realized rest is paramount.
One weekend day each week I take off and do NOTHING. Nothing but rest. The Bible calls it the Sabbath. A day of rest.
Why would God give us a day of rest? What’s the big idea? The answer, I believe, is found in the two commands Jesus gave us. 1) Love God 2) Love your neighbor.
Loving our neighbor requires us to look out for one another. Loving our neighbor requires us to seek to serve them. Serving others is work. Work requires our energy, which requires us to rest first.
Your daily job is your opportunity to serve your neighbor. Understanding this puts our jobs and rest in their proper context.
I’ve learned to accept the gift of rest that God has given. I’ve learned to thank him for it, and I don’t feel guilty about taking a day to rest….NOT ONE BIT.
Work for me, although an obligation and a duty, is viewed now more as an opportunity to serve, which has changed my point of view with regards to rest.
Now, I rest TO work, not rest FROM work.
The new paradigm requires that rest comes first.