When I come home from work I usually keep my coat on for awhile till I warm up. I'm someone who is always cold. I was feeling very bla because of this never ending winter. I didn't feel like doing anything. So I went to the fridge and just ate an array of whatever was there, goat cheese, left over blueberry pie filling, spinach dip and blobs of nut butter. I felt like a blob. Then I sauntered over to my bedroom still with my winter coat on and then it happened.
I looked at my bed. It looked so comfortable and I felt so tired. So many times I have been tempted to just flop down on my bed and go to sleep but you just don't do that. There are too many things to get done. But what would it hurt if I just lay down for a minute. My kids can fend for themselves now; they can make their own dinner. So I laid down, my cozy winter coat and all. It felt so decadent.
As I laid there I had a pity party and whined to myself Spring will never come! Then it came to mind what our pastor had said on Easter. He said Jesus died on Friday but He arose on Sunday. No matter what happens in our life we know Sunday is coming. On this earth there is pain, sorrow and injustice but we know Sunday is coming. That is our hope and with that I was out like a light.
My husband came home from work at 8 o'clock. I rolled out of bed to greet him with my coat still on, a groggy face and bed head. He said where have you been? I guiltily said......in bed? "Please take me to the store so we can buy dinner." (I said my kids could make supper, I didn't say they would.) He put his arm around me and gently walked me to the car like I was a hospital patient.Today a week later, now mid April there is a snow storm warning. I thought about my coat nap and the fact that I have hope. So what's a little snow. Come on get your butt out there. So I begrudgingly got dressed for my run and put on my winter tights, toque and gloves AGAIN holding onto the hope that spring IS coming. Spring WILL come in fact its just around the corner.
