Now you fall into bed, exhausted. You're sure you'll never be able to function again. It's amazing how much you've recovered by Saturday morning. You sleep in, and you take your time getting moving for the day. By the time Saturday night rolls around, you're fully recovered and rarin' to go on that special date.
Rest is so refreshing.
The worries and cares of the night before somehow disappear. The discouragement of the previous evening is replaced by a renewed confidence that you can cope with whatever lies ahead. The Bible speaks of the end of life as being like the end of a day. The journey's getting long and every day is harder. But thank God, ahead is the morning.