St. Tryptophan . . . Pray for Us!

St. Tryptophan . . . Pray for Us!

Three Thanksgiving meals, a whirlwind of relatives, and lots of leftovers later, I see that it’s my turn to write a blog posting. I wish I could blame my lack of energy on the tryptophan in the turkey I’ve eaten, but there’s more to it than that. I can’t keep up and I’m tired of trying.

Have you noticed that so many of us answer “Busy” to a casual “How are you?” Raise your hand (you can do it, even if you have to lift it with your opposite hand and prop it on top of your head, a nearby wall, or shelf) if you’re tired of being tired and busy.

Sure, some of us are affected by seasonal affective disorder (SAD) as we leave home before daylight, work inside all day, and drive home in the dark. I use a full-spectrum “sunshine” lamp in my office to counteract the effect of fewer hours of daylight this time of year.

But I’m still tired. I think it’s time to prioritize again! How much time (and energy) am I spending on things that don’t really matter? What things (people, activities, involvements) drain me? What things give me energy? Where am I wasting precious time and energy? Can I temporarily trade a task with someone at work or home just for a change of pace and perhaps some freshness in my routine?

Is there wisdom in Scripture to help guide me—and others like me? There sure is:

Do you not know? Have you not heard? The LORD is God from of old, creator of the ends of the earth. He does not faint or grow weary, and his knowledge is beyond scrutiny. He gives power to the faint, abundant strength to the weak. Though young men faint and grow weary, and youths stagger and fall, They that hope in the LORD will renew their strength, they will soar on eagles’ wings; They will run and not grow weary, walk and not grow faint. (Isaiah 40:28-31)

Let us not grow tired of doing good, for in due time we shall reap our harvest, if we do not give up. (Galatians 6:9)

May the Lord make you increase and abound in love for one another and for all . . . so as to strengthen your hearts, to be blameless in holiness before our God and Father at the coming of our Lord Jesus with all his holy ones. (2 Thessalonians 3:12-13)

Come to me, all you who labor and are burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am meek and humble of heart; and you will find rest for your selves. For my yoke is easy, and my burden light. (Matthew 11:28)

And if all else fails, pray to St. Tryptophan, the patron “saint” of Thanksgiving and all of us turkeys who are juggling too much. It can’t hurt!

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Joan McKamey works for Liguori Publications.