One minute, midnight to be exact, I’m at my desk in a writing frenzy. All’s well with the world and my soul. Must get ready for bed; have a big day planned for the morrow.
The next minute, my body raises a red flag. Discomfort escalates into physical pain.
Crawl into bed; hoping sleep will shield me, but the minute hand drags oblivious to my impatience and pleading prayers. At three a.m. I turn on the lamp, conceding my best laid plans are canceled, and listen to the night sounds. When the hooting owl gives way to the lark, I slumber at last, but not for long.
After noon, after the doctor and prescription, I collapse into bed. I don’t want to lie beneath hot sheets while the sky is a brilliant blue, and daytime noises summon me to action. But I have no choice. Sickness sabotages me. I must cease striving, and rest, and wait for the green light of good health.
Why is it difficult to rest, to hand over the keys of responsibility especially whenever a decision must be made and a course of action taken? Scripture is medicine to my soul and I’m convicted to “Rest in the Lord and wait patiently for Him.” (Psalm 37:7)
Define rest. And how long must I wait?
The thought makes me strain like a toddler confined to his car seat. Lord, tell me to build an ark, build a temple, or feed the poor; anything, but inaction.
His Word stares me in the face.
Whenever the flesh is beat….
Whenever the mind is muddled….
Whenever the soul is starved or enslaved…..
Jesus says, “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden and I will give you rest.” (Matthew 11:28)
Lord, it’s not my nature to rest. But He says come versus do.
Not do?? I’m wired to obey God’s law, follow man’s rules, meet people’s expectations.
Jesus says, “Take My yoke upon you, and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart; and you shall find rest for your souls.” (Matthew 11:29)
To take means I agree to submit.
Jesus invites me to come so He can give rest. He offers His yoke so that I can learn from Him and find rest for my soul. He invites, He gives. By coming to Christ in submission, I receive and discover “His yoke is easy and His load is light.”
And that’s how I rest and wait patiently even in this……
2 thoughts on “Not My Nature to Rest”
God’s word for me while placed under enforced rest leaned more to the “do not be like the horse and the mule which have no understanding but must be controlled by bit and bridle…” tone. Maybe I’m just more headstrong than you! 😉 Nevertheless, I enjoyed this and the insights you shared. Great job! 🙂
I hope you are on the mend.
Trust me I’ve been the headstrong mule more often than not. But I’m older 😛 than you and finally learning to rest sooner than later. Plus I have less energy to fight the bridle. LOL
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