I woke up rested yet weary.
It’s an odd juxtaposition, feeling physically rested yet emotionally weary. At first, I thought it was spiritual weariness I felt, but I laid in bed and prayed and realized that wasn’t an accurate assessment.
It’s been worse.
Sometimes, several kinds of weariness collide, creating an overwhelming combination. To me, it’s helpful to identify the weariness. It helps me know some options to specifically help: getting to bed earlier, praying and reading Scripture before getting out of bed, being patient with myself and others through the day, writing, serving. It’s also helpful to isolate the weariness to remind myself of its limited impact. It doesn’t consume or define me. It doesn’t wreck my life or my day.
Weariness is temporary. It is limited. It is always survivable.