Confession time for me. Last night I blew it big time with the media fast. Even though we haven't been being legalistic about the fast, we have been keeping a pretty tight lid on things. We've watched some Tim Hawkins movies with the kids. Titus and his friend watched the NBA finals on Tuesday night. But no late night TV, no cooking shows, none of that for me. That is, until last night.
When I got home from work I was just done. You know the kind of "done" where several days of little sleep and long work days catch up with you? The kind of "done" where you are numb and even conversation takes effort and energy you just don't have. That kind of "done." After we watched a movie, I turned on regular TV. I knew I should go for a walk, but I was too physically tired to get out of the chair. I knew I should talk with my husband, but I was mentally too exhausted to muster up a conversation. I knew I should pray, read, journal, something...but I was too spiritually tapped to even care at that point.
And today, I realized something. This media fast has been great. But fasting from media doesn't automatically fix the human condition of being over-tired. It doesn't automatically mean you are going to have energy to be with your loved ones or the Lord, even when you have the time.
I still feel at a bit of a deficit this morning. But I praise God that His mercies are new every morning, and today is a new morning.
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