Nighttime, Stress, Peace, and the Weekend


Do you ever look up at the stars at night, devoid of any sound besides the frogs and feel the gentle breeze hit your face and feel that complete peace wrap itself around you? After the terrifying imagination of what the dog howling in the backyard woods could possibly be warning you about? Just kidding. Maybe.

I catch myself fighting to find the sense of peace in my stressful week. Just the other day, I woke up late after accidentally setting my alarm to 6 p.m. instead of 6 a.m.  I was late to meet a friend at the gym and completely missed her by the time I got there. Add to my frustration with forgetting a more comfortable shoe option, my best friend's birthday present, and my shears for work and brushes and blow dryer.

As a hairdresser, this give me only the option of skipping the haircutting class which was completely out of the question. I had to hurry back home after my workout and then go out once more to work. After work, I went to go eat dinner with my friends, one of which decided to volunteer her time to let me play with her hair and work on my technique, and the whole ordeal caused me to forget her present back at work. I had to go return to work and grab it before heading back out to dinner once more. That was just one of my stressful days this week- least of all, Saturday (today) that I write this.

I am currently sitting in bed trying to stomach something other than basic chicken noodle soup since I've basically felt like throwing up all morning and most of this early afternoon. Not to say this is stressful but a girl's got to work in order to pay for a trip to New York that's coming up! During all of this, I take time to read my Bible every night and when I remember, in the morning, (I'm trying to get better, I swear). These aren't even time enough away to give me that much needed break that I need from this world. On lunch breaks, I go outside to get away from the constant noise of the salon. I love the quiet on days like this, and as I got nicely sunburned over my short lunches, I just remembered feeling as if I needed to force myself to just let go and let God.

I mean, how many times a day do we get all frustrated and worried? How many times do we stress out over time and then lash out when we can't meet that deadline and feel that stress? Just slow down.

Take a deep breath.

Say a little prayer.

It'll all be alright.

We all look forward to the weekend, right? Those short two days that give us nothing but power to laze around or even just get something done that we WANT to do and that nobody forces us to do. God is like a weekend, but forever. Think about it. We can have all of the peace in the world if we just take the time to thank Him and ask Him for help. He gives us eternal peace; that eternal feeling of not wanting to worry about who is picking up your kids after school or worry about what you are making for dinner. He's got this. 

"7 Cast all your anxiety on him because he cares for you. 1 peter 5:7"

Short story time: I often have nightmares when I am stressed out. About what do you ask? About being late. It's so stupid. I know. But I remember these dreams-usually having to do with being late for my ballet recital (It's been three years since my last ballet recital) or late for a game without my jersey. I stress out over time like I'm running out of it.

But guess what? Earthly things are just that. Earthly. They will not be important in the long run, and they surely won't be taken with you when you leave for Heaven. Buddy, that floral dress with those sparkly heels are to. die. for. But you won't have those in Heaven, and they will not matter one single bit.

Just take a minute out of your day to give yourself a break and pray. Only God can give us the peace that we desire. 

xoxo, Char