This weekend, I rushed from one activity to another, or from place to place—kept myself busy. The result? Yup, I’m dead tired. It was not a restful weekend for me.
Well, ok, unless you consider dinner with friends from church, laughing and praying for one another, as rest. We did end at 10pm, and I got home at 11:30. And slept at 1:00am. It was not the fellowship that brought about the wozzy-ness the next morning. Oh yeah, consider also: on that same day I had a breakfast meeting with some leaders from my church, at 7:30am. So I was up from 6am to 1am. Whoopee. It was not restful.
That was Saturday. The next day, I was liturgist in my church. Service started a little past 10am. Everything went smoothly, and we ended on time. After lunch, I was on my way to a church in Caloocan (or is it already in Valenzuela? That’s up north from where I live) to present the ministry of OMF Literature. It was their 5th Church Anniversary. An officemate, one of the pastors of that church, invited me to share something about OMF Lit. It was a 1 hour-15 minute trip by bus. I was dozing on and off. Thankfully, I did not miss my stop. I got to the church at 3pm. I joined their anniversary program as visitor. I struggled to keep awake as the message was delivered; I laughed with them and sang with them. Until, almost 6pm, it was my time to present. And I thought I would be home sleeping by 5! But it was encouraging how their church grew in those 5 years. They have a church building and a big choir! Just some things I wish for my church.
So I got home at 7:30pm. I was breathing consciously during the bus trip back home, afraid I would throw up. Now, I have a mild headache, my eyes are shutting down on me, I’m in a talkative state of (no)mind—happens when I don’t have enough rest.
Haha, let’s talk about blessings. Had my hair cut. Photocopied some stuff for the office. Of course, the outcome of the breakfast meeting and the dinner fellowship were good. Also, the anniversary fellowship in Caloocan. And I have something to blog about. Ha!
Yes, it was tiring. It was not a restful weekend. But it was fun. Let’s hope I don’t do something like it again next week. It’s supposed to be a choice, I remind myself. Hehe.
