"Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
One of my greatest fears of becoming a new mom was the lack of sleep that I would inevitably endure. I absolutely LOVE sleep. When most people do well to get 7-8 hours of rest, I thrive on 9-10. I think I make my husband jealous occasionally of my love affair with my bed and pillow.
As I got closer to my baby's due date, I heard wonderful words of advice from all the seasoned veterans out there:
"Sleep as much as you can now [while you're pregnant], because you won't be sleeping when the baby comes."
"Moms don't really sleep"
(and my favorite) "I haven't slept well in years."
In the middle of the night last night, I mistook my son for the cat. (Don't ask me how or why.) My husband came to the obvious conclusion that I'm not getting enough sleep.
While I can't help but laugh at the goofy things I do when I'm tired, I am reminded of God's awesome words of promise: "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest." Time and time again, I am amazed by how He makes this truth a reality in my life. I am revived by Scriptures, encouraged by Christian brothers and sisters, and helped by the power of none other than His Spirit.
And, as little Noah sleeps in this morning, I am thankful for a few moments of quiet rest.