Simple Pleasures

So I need to come clean about something.
I've been in a relatively committed relationship for the past while (seems like years at this point).

I feel so comfortable when we're around each other and I can't help but dream every so often when I'm with him. After a long stressful day, there's no one I'd rather cuddle up with.

His name is Matt Ress (I call him, Bed, for short).

(Had you going for a second didn't I? Admit it...)

Napping is probably one of my favorite past times.
Granted this didn't come to be until about college...but it's something I've really come to enjoy.

Such a commonly indulged pleasure of mine has granted me recent nicknames such as Cat and Princess Feline. An extremely minor downside when comparing that to the joys that an afternoon snooze can bring.

My favorite part is the initial laying on the bed.

When your tired body reaches the mattress and every inch of your fatigued muscles just melts into each pillowy (Is that a word? Meh it is now.) pore. Then your eyes begin to gain poundage as you lay peacefully on your rectangle of comfort.

Probably one of the best feelings ever.

In the book of Matthew is a verse that brings me back to this moment every time:

“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest."

Even reading it now just gives me a huge sense of calm. As if any sort of weight of anything was just taken from me.

To know that even though our God is so great he still wants us to come to him for any little thing.
To know that he will help us find peace not matter how big or small the problem is.
To know that we're not in anything alone, because he will be the hands that help support us.
To know that we can breath (both figuratively and literally).

The ultimate nap, if you will.