“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”
He probably didn’t aim it specifically at mothers of twins sitting GCSEs, but it felt like that last night. Or to put it another way, before I went to Meeting I felt a bit like a mug of scummy, lukewarm, oversweet coffee. After an hour of waiting in the Silence and the Light, I had mysteriously transformed into a cool, clear glass of fresh water. As I walked home I felt the little gnats of busyness start to swarm around my head again, but now I had the strength of spirit just to wave them away, and I slept much better and arose with my ability to get things done restored.
I think I’ll have to give up my job, so that I can start to go to Meeting weekly and “feel the good” in me “raised up!”
