give me a break!

When I Returned Recently from a week spent with family (including a really cute two-year-old grandchild) in another city, I suddenly felt physically and spiritually depleted—running on empty. All I could mutter was "Give me a break!" It wasn't the family visit that had done it. It was just the culmination of months of living at a frantic pace with little time for meditation, prayer, reading.

I longed for a spiritual retreat and envied friends and acquaintances who were sometimes able to take anything from three days to three months for retreats or sabbaticals. I would have settled for 24 hours—just to escape family and domestic responsibilities, clients' demands, telemarketers, and everything else.

Through a spiritual lens—A CARING HAND
October 27, 2003

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