Every waking moment of life in this world is wearisome. From your very birth, you were driven toward sleep by the tiring experience of simply being awake. And sleep has remained a constant and necessary friend ever since. This is no accident. God has given you the liturgy of waking and sleeping to forge understanding within your bones of the frailty of humanity. You are always wearying, ever passing away. You have come from dust and to dust you will return. Yet, your dusty life is not without beauty. God himself has infused your frail members with his glory. He has given you these days to know joy and sorrow, love and hate. The time is yours to spend, to weary yourself with the rich and meaningful business of being. You need not despise weariness; it is a sign of life spent. And God is faithful. He gives you sleep and new morning. And one day soon, he will give you death and resurrection. Rejoice you weary! Eternal rest nears.