Have you ever been “peopled out”?
That’s how I feel this afternoon. It’s been a wonderful two weeks of many people in my home, for a variety of reasons. Some times were planned and other times were spontaneous and crisis-oriented — but all were divine appointments that needed my full attention.
I love to fill my home with friends.
But I need some down time now. My body tells me when I need some alone time. A friend of mine used to say that, “we all have our idiot lights” — those physical ailments that seem to flair when you’re emotionally and/or mentally fatigued — for me, it’s my back. When I get the feeling that it’s time to stretch over my exercise ball for a few minutes, followed by a long stretch of being quiet and still, I know I’m “peopled out”.
I am honoured to be invited into peoples’ lives. I know the humility it takes to recognize need, ask for and accept help. I savor the incredible release of laughing ’til it hurts with a friend. I am fulfilled when God uses me to listen to, console and offer hope to someone who is deeply struggling.
These friendships are precious. So alive. So real. I believe that when women support each other, incredible things happen.
But for me, I need time to refuel as well.
So, I’m going to grab a handle of Jelly Bellies, snuggle under a warm blanket and watch American Idol for an hour.
. . . Oh — but first, I’m going to enjoy a long stretch over that exercise ball.
A friend of mine
My body tells me when I need some alone time.