And then I remember that even then there was much more to be done- and that rest was crucial enough that day number eight was left waiting patiently. And I wonder sometimes how God has made it for this long holding this much worry and sadness and joy and I bet it is because God knows that the nap is never really optional. So when we finally sit down after running around burdened but mostly weary from doing all the good we can muster, I like to think God meets us gently in the moment. Pt2