Quiet strength

It’s Monday. It’s the start of a new week. 
Lying in bed, I linger until the last possible moment. My head is cradled in my favorite pillow, not wanting to move. My warm jersey sheets and soft plush blanket wrap around me snuggly. Somehow I begin to discern fact versus the trailing dream I was enveloped in.
Slowly I rise, bringing my body to an upward position. My muscles ache, my body rebels. It pleads for just one more minute to recline and rest. It begs for several more moments until Life-Power can surge through the sinews of my bed strewn Life-form. I know that once my feet hit the floor, the demands of a busy week will clamor loudly, each demanding their presence be acknowledged, if not attended to immediately. 
The question then becomes: Will I let Rest have its way or will I let the din of the world win over? 
The world sees strength in action, in movement, in ‘busyness”. The world oft sees rest and stillness as weakness.
Today as my bare feet make contact with the unsympathetic floor, I choose to walk forward in Rest. In quietness and in confidence the world will see a different kind of strength. In my still, quiet way of Rest, my strength will be made manifest. 
The strength of Peace and the Peace of strength will crown my day. I will find Joy and Rest…..in Me.