Dear Friends,
If your calendar looks like a game of Tetris where every block is a different color, you're not alone. Many of us treat time as something to conquer rather than a gift to receive. But what if our exhaustion isn't from doing too little, but from ignoring the boundaries God lovingly placed around our lives?
Jesus said, "The Sabbath was made for man, not man for the Sabbath" (Mark 2:27). In one sentence, He flips our understanding of limits. Rest isn't a reward for finishing everything—it's the foundation for sustainable living. God designed rhythms of work and rest because He knows our frame. When we treat rest as optional, we don't just get tired; we forget who we are.
The psalmist captures this divine rhythm beautifully: "He made the moon to mark the seasons, and the sun knows when to go down... Then people go out to their work, to their labor until evening" (Psalm 104:19, 23). Notice the order—first the boundaries, then the work. The sun doesn't apologize for setting. The moon doesn't feel guilty for marking seasons. They simply live within their God-given design. When do we start believing we're exempt from these same limits?
Paul reminds us that God "marked out their appointed times in history and the boundaries of their lands" (Acts 17:26). This isn't just about nations—it's about you. Your 24-hour day, your need for sleep, your limited energy—these aren't design flaws. They're divine appointments. Burnout rarely announces itself with a bang. It creeps in through the small dishonesties: saying "yes" when your spirit says "no," checking email at midnight, treating exhaustion as a badge of honor.
This week, try a simple practice: notice without judgment. Track one day and simply observe where your time actually goes. Not where you wish it went. Not where you think it should go. The real data. You might discover you're living as if you're infinite, when God designed you to be beautifully finite.
The goal isn't shame—it's honesty. And honesty leads to freedom. When you name the patterns that drain you, you can begin to align your life with the rhythms your Creator established for your flourishing. The Sabbath wasn't given to restrict you, but to remind you that the world keeps spinning when you stop.
You are not the Messiah. The universe does not depend on your constant activity. What if you trusted that God's limits are actually gifts that protect your soul?
God bless,
Fredy
P.S. Take 15 minutes this week to sit with these verses. Ask God: Where am I ignoring Your boundaries? What would it look like to receive Your limits as love?
