It is a sad result of the necessity of regular sleep that teaches us the only way to recover from weariness is to rest. When at scarcely 35 years of age one is tired of life: of chores, children, husband, making meals, doing laundry, habit, change, watching sunsets, washing, talking, meeting people, travel – it is the regrettable tendency to believe that life must go on in weariness until it ends, for no rest is allowed, not interruption to the pattern and flow of life. Yet this must not be true, or all women would go mad. Our imaginations are limited, however, doomed to envision only a life of limp perseverance, without any suggestion of the real cure for our exhaustion.
What's the answer?
To God be all glory.
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