When I was younger, I used to think that sleeping was a waste of time.
I did the math. If I slept an average of eight hours a night, that is a third of my day. If it’s a third of my day, it is a third of my life. If I live to seventy-five years of age, I would sleep away twenty-five of them.
The efficiency freak in me hates to think of twenty-five years being wasted in such a manner.
But God wouldn’t have designed us in this way, if it weren’t for our best.
He speaks of creation in terms of a rhythm: the evening and the morning, the evening and the morning, the evening and the morning.
Our lives work on a rhythm of activity, rest, activity, rest, activity, rest.
If you have ever burned the candle at both ends, you have noticed how your effectiveness drops as your fatigue increases.
We are actually more productive when we have periods of diversion and rest than when we go wide open all the time.
Our culture has gotten so bad that we almost villainize anyone who takes a day off or a vacation. If they do, they better well have earned it by slaving away in a noticeable manner.

Preach it brother!! I concur. When we have worn our bodies out twenty years earlier than we should have, then we have lost twenty years of effectiveness and influence.
You’ve got that right. Busy seasons should be just that, seasons. Too many times they become a way of life. We have both been in the pressure cooker and I know I’m glad to be out.
Preach it brother! When we have worn out our bodies 20 years earlier than we should have because our health is shot, then we have lost 20 years of effectiveness and influence.