a few of my favorite things..

I have a confession to make, and it's an addiction.

What I'm about to tell you about is something I have on a near daily basis.
I make time for it, I keep it to myself, and sometimes I can do it at hours at a time.

Ladies and gentlemen, I am a professed napper. I love naps. Seriously, give me 5 minutes with the Food Network channel on in the background and I'm out like an uncoordinated kickball player.
Why such an obsession? Well, for a few reasons: for one, I'm an early bird, and no one else under the age of 1,000 is, therefore, I sleep less in order to have a social life with all the rest of you night owls (shame on you for making me adjust- kidding, I don't know what I'd do without you guys). Secondly, procrastinating is one of my favorite past times. I've done it ever since I can remember. I'm sure my mother birthed me past my due date because I simply decided to kick it in a uterus instead of being born on this Earth (my apologies for making you all read the word uterus, it made me uncomfortable too).

However, I have another reason for napping, and that's because I've learned to value the importance of rest. I'm no scientist, but I've worked enough hours at a gym desk to read enough Health magazines to know that sleep is nearly magical. Sleeping fixes your muscles, it allows your skin rest, and quite frankly, it makes us all a little less pissed off.

A friend of my family said one time that sleep is a declaration of faith. As we close our tired little eyes, we're putting our lives in God's hands believing that we're going to wake up in a few short hours in order to go on with a new day (or meeting, or dinner, we're talking about naps here).

God wants us to sleep. He wants us to lay our heads on his chest and breathe out all our exhaustion. He rested on the 7th day, didn't he?

Unless the Lord builds the house, those who build it labor in vain. Unless the Lord guards the city, the guard keeps watch in vain. It is in vain that you rise up early and go late to rest, eating the bread of anxious toil; for he gives sleep to his beloved. (Psalm 127:1-2)

So here we are, sitting here with our 5 hour energy's, and espresso IV drips, wondering why on the planet we just yelled at the lady at the DMV. Don't we just need a nap? So I encourage you all to take a little delight in my sport. Take a little breather, and let your soul take a cat nap. God can use us so much more when we have a little bit of rest.