Today I was talking to someone telling me that her weekend was busy. She was tired. I thought, wow, it sounds like she needs another weekend to recover from her weekend. And I know you have heard this before "my vacation was full! I need another vacation to recover from my vacation!" We don't seem to know how to rest. Is rest a lost art? What are we waiting for? (permission to rest?! from whom?)
What are we afraid of? We finally have time to "rest" and we fill it with more stuff. More activities. Are we afraid of the quiet? Afraid of the stillness? Afraid of being alone with ourselves?
And yet we are tried. Driven by fear of deadlines, places to go, things to do, and we don't want others to think we are lazy.
driven
weary
chaos
busy
noise
restless
bored
...burned out
"Come to me all who are weary and I will give you rest."
Hungry
tired
thirsty
weary
I want rest!
I am coming.
Dropping the work.
Stepping out of the "ought to's"
Ignoring the fear
I come
Embraced by love
Held
Comforted
I breathe
You are here
I am here
Embraced
Relief
My soul finds rest in God alone
Restored
Rested
Ready to go
Knowing who I am
There is a flow of
creative energy
defined by rest and love
May I live in your rest
Letting the rivers of love
flow into me
And through me
I will mount up with wings like eagles
I will run and not grow weary
I will walk and not grow faint
My rest is found in you, O God
And my work flows from this rest
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