A. Time. For. Everything.

A time to work.
A time to rest.
The rest time has finally come.  And none too soon.  I am at the end of my energy.  It was all I could do to get up and get going this last week.  Really.  Nobody really gets how absolutely and totally exhausted I can get....and still keep going.  Because of the prize that lays before me.  I push forward.  I work.  I keep going.
And now?  Now I don't have to.  Now I can take a break.  Now I get time to rejuvenate.
Well deserved, I believe.  I have given all.  Given my very best.  I have made the lives of others good.  Lifted their spirits.  I had people come to me today and say that I was the very best senior reader that they have ever had.  Wow.  And to think that I almost bailed.  God had a plan.  And He knew that I needed the money to have a vacation.  And He built me up though I was so deeply weary.
There is a time.  For everything.  Everything.  Even things I have yet to imagine.
blessings.