Let's just call today a Sabbath

Sometimes, you just have to stop life in its tracks and take a breather. I mean, I didn't really get very far in this soul-searching mission of mine, but I'm already pooped. Not really. I'm just trying to justify not getting much done today. 

I woke up and did my QT today in bed. QT in bed is ALWAYS a bad idea... because before I knew it, I was waking up with my journal on my face. I so wish I was a morning person. Maybe it just means I need to do my QTs in a way that'll wake me up? Read scripture while doing some ab crunches? Speaking of ab crunches... due to an "abs and rock bottoms" class I took the night before, my entire lower half of my body has become useless. EVERYTHING ACHES. 

Actually, I think I will try and pull out my guitar first thing in the morning and lead myself into a time of musical worship. That way I'll have to get off my butt and out of bed. 

Anyway, here is why today became my Sabbath day:

I met up with a most lovely and dear sister of mine... my bosom friend. My 2nd "before-I-knew-it" moment of the day occurred when 3 hours passed at a restaurant and we didn't even realize how long we had been sitting there. One-on-ones are such healing moments for me, though. As we unload our frustrations and celebrate our joys together, I always find myself so inspired and encouraged, with a huge weight off of my shoulders when I leave them. Good friends... particularly good sisters, are so important! 

After that much-longer-than-expected rendezvous, I swear... I was headed toward a Second Cup to get some work done. But then I thought of how much money I had used all day and decided I would work from home. As soon as I got home, I got a text from my mom telling my sister and I to head over to the local jjim-jil-bang. You can't say no to a trip to the jjim-jil-bang. It is just not allowed. 

But lemme tell you, it was a very MUCH needed trip to the jjim-jil-bang, because not only can my thigh muscles actually handle walking down the stairs now, I just feel so ZEN. So much so that I didn't realize how slow I was driving until my mom pointed it out. 

Let's just say... I was productive in a very passive way.

Also, update on yesterday and that book I was reading on Nursing within a Christian Context. I surprisingly came to a couple of really cool and helpful conclusions while reading that book. Here are a few:

- The beginning roots of nursing in history began as a way to rescue the poor and the widow and the orphan... the homeless, helpless, marginalized peoples.
- The ultimate purpose for physical healing, in the bible, was to restore people to a vital relationship with God and the community.
- Nursing cannot work toward the goal of health without including the clear proclamation of the gospel.
- Nursing is one really tangible way to work toward bringing the world to SHALOM (God's original intent for mankind).

Pretty profound for such a cheesy-lookin book, if I do say so myself.