Last Thursday I finished teaching a seven-part DVD series to accompany the forthcoming study titled Moving From Fear to Freedom: A Woman-to-Woman Conversation Guide. I hadn’t realized how much energy I’d put into this project until Saturday rolled around and I felt like I’d been hit by an 18-wheeler. My husband tucked me into bed for an afternoon nap (I never take midday naps….) and I slept 10 hours that night (I’ve never slept that long in my life, I’m sure!).
My hubby, knowing that this was totally out of character for me, decided that it was time for a break. Bless his heart, he reserved a little cabin at a nearby resort – a resort with hot mineral pools. Yesterday we threw a change of clothes and our swimsuits into a suitcase, and off we went. The highlight of our getaway? The pools.
Today I feel like a human raisin, but every wrinkle is worth it. Soaking in those quiet waters, far from my computer and phone, has refreshed me and enabled me to return to my workload with renewed vigor. Even my neck, with its painful arthritic spurs, feels better than it’s felt for more than two months.
As we drove home this afternoon, a couple of phrases from Psalm 23 came to mind: “He leads me beside quiet waters. He restores my soul” (vv.2,3). How true! God knows what we need when we need it. In times past, He’s restored my soul with an encouraging phone call or email. Sometimes He’s done it through a promise from His Word or through a breath-taking nature scene. This time, He did it, literally, with quiet waters.
How about you? How has He restored your soul? What form have quiet waters taken for you?