because I had forgotten to rest. I’m not talking about taking a nap or getting a good night’s sleep, although those things help me to have the energy to accomplish more. I’m talking about the kind of rest that brings joy and peace. The only way I have ever found this rest is by stopping and really spending time with God.
For some time, I have devoted the first part of my day to Bible study and prayer. This has helped me to start my day in God’s presence, and it helps me have a better attitude. I try not to let it, but sometimes this part of my day can become routine.
God only lets me go so far before he taps me on the shoulder to tell me, “Daughter, it’s time to rest.” Then I find myself in need of time to sit and contemplate God in my life and to be in his presence. For me, it is like crawling into my Father’s lap and being held. No words have to be spoken, even though I find myself telling Him all my hurts and frustrations. I don’t know why I don’t go to this spot more often, because it gives me such peace and joy. I guess it is because I need to come to the end of myself before I can let go. I’m so thankful that my Heavenly Father always has His arms wide open when I need rest.
In His Name,
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