On Resting

I am not good at resting. A friend remarked the other night they wanted to know when I slept because it seemed like never to them. I can most definitely get by on just a few hours of sleep and function well the next day. Eventually, this fails me and I have to sleep for a long time, but I can do five to six hours of sleep (or less) a night for several months before the crash comes. Probably not the most healthy sleep habits to exist, but hey, it's working for now.

This is, more oft than not, what my spiritual life look like. I go for months on end with the bare minimum and then comes the crash. The crash varies. I will become depressed, feel empty and void, begin to fall back into my habits that existed before I knew Jesus, and become a cranky, crabby person. It's not a healthy way to live my Christian life.

The cure for both problems is to become more diligent about taking care of myself. I need to go to bed earlier, set aside more time to spend time with Jesus, be better at time management, etc. While the physical crash is not a fun one, I am pretty sure that the spiritual crash is a bit more horrifying.