I woke up this morning. Just wanted to stay in bed and not move. I kept telling myself I need to go to the Y and work out. Just get up. I could hear my husband in the back room. I knew I would find him in his chair, sitting with his glasses in one hand and his phone in the other. Dewey, our Seal Point Siamese would be sitting in his lap or moving on and off of him trying to get his attention.
I lay there thinking about joining him in my pjs. Yet, I knew if I left the bedroom in them, the lethargy would weigh me down and sink me into my chair. I finally got up and got dressed in my workout clothes. I knew I had to go to the Y and if nothing else, just walk on the treadmill.
An hour later I was finally heading out the door. I pulled into a parking spot, turned off the Explorer and just sat there. Lethargy was still sitting on me. The conversation in my head went something like this:
“Just open the door.”
“I would rather be at home playing Fishdom.”
“Just open the door. You’ll feel better.”
“Yeah, but I could be at home watching old movies and eating Girl Scout cookies.”
“Just open the door. You need to feel restored.”
“Yeah that’s what Jacob told me I needed - to do things to feel restored.” (Jacob’s my counselor.)
“Ok, here we go.”
And out the door I slid, grabbing my bag from the back. Maybe I won’t have to take a shower. I’m just here to walk anyway. I don’t plan to sweat or work too hard.
On my walk into the Y I started thinking about what I would listen to. At first I thought I would listen to the audio book on Libby, but I decided I needed a little bit of God. I had a playlist of Christian upbeat music in Pandora.
At this point, Lethargy was still hanging on to me. It wasn’t going to let go. Once I made it to the treadmill upstairs, I was convinced I would just take a quick 15 - 20 minute walk and go home. I set 30 minutes on the treadmill - just in case. 5 minutes into my walk, Lethargy was sliding off of me and I was singing (quietly) praises to God. 10 minutes into my walk I was thinking about vaccinations - should we get them or not, God’s grace, my cousin’s open house/celbration of her son’s graduation from the Correctional Officer’s Academy and the intertwined trees in the green space between parking spots.
30 minutes later, I knew I would be sitting somewhere working on my sermon for Thursday’s service in Orion. I knew I would be writing and working on my blog.
And here I am… writing. Sermon is done and I’m writing about my morning battle with Lethargy. And Lethargy is nowhere to be found. Joy is swelling up in me. There is nothing better than knowing I am doing what I was made to do.
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