Rest for the Weary
Sunday. The day we consider the 7th day: a day of rest. So, I’m going to attempt to “rest” in my writing today.
What has brought me rest this week?
Reading the Bible
Chris and I (I just accidentally typed Christ instead of Chris, and I have to say, that’s the truth, too.) started reading through the Bible in a year on January 1st. I’m reading first thing every morning. What a way to start the day. Grounded in God’s word.
“Just Say Jesus” from 7eventh Time Down’s Just Say Jesus Album is quickly becoming one of my favorite songs.
So many times in prayer, in life, in the midst of the storm we get so bogged down in circumstances and stress that we don’t even know what to say. It’s ok. We only have to cry out His name.
How many times do we turn to prayer last, instead of expecting our prayer to last?
Turning some things, more specifically some people and some relationships, over to God in specific prayer. Peace in letting go.
This one doesn’t fit, does it?
I sat at a restaurant yesterday and enjoyed conversation with other people for the first time in a long time. However, around us were tables with kids.
One table had two families at it. Beautiful families. Different races and special needs sat around that table. I saw beauty. I saw the amazing work of God. So much potential in their little faces.
I sat their and grinned like an idiot. A couple times a child or two noticed and smiled back.
I’m praying that everyone who reads this post will experience the rest that comes from being secure in one’s salvation. Happy Sunday!