By Davalynn Spencer @davalynnspencer
Have you ever come home after a vacation and felt like you needed a week to rest after the vacation?
Few people truly relax when they get away, and they spend much of their time hurrying to enjoy the next fun and exciting thing. Rather than rejuvenate, they over-recreate and are exhausted when they return.
I wonder – do we know how to truly rest?
After an intense ministry time with pressing crowds, Jesus told His disciples, “Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest” (Mark 6:31).
He told those who listened to His teachings, “Come to me … and you will find rest for your souls” (Matthew 11:28-29).
Two common denominators appear in these statements: Jesus and rest. The action part? “Come with/to me.”
The Old Testament prophet Isaiah told wayward people that God was calling them back to Himself after their rebellion: “In returning and rest you shall be saved (Isaiah 30:15).
Come home.
What a concept.
“It’s so good to be home,” we declare after spending time elsewhere. That’s if home is a good place to be, a place where we feel safe and cared for. Where we can let go of pretense and simply be ourselves.
A place where we can heal, renew, and be restored.
Thank God, this is what He wants to give His own—incomparable peace, rest, and security.
Let’s take Him up on His offer and return to His loving arms.
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Elizabeth hated Garrett Wilson. She hated him for stealing her heart when she wasn’t looking, for making her want to love again. For making her wonder what life could be like with a man like him.
But she hated him most for being right.
Her fingers curled around the railing. How could he have guessed her secret when she didn’t even know it herself until he pointed it out? How could he so calmly strip away her carefully layered veneer and make her see the truth?
She wrapped her arms around herself to keep from breaking apart and tipped her head back, standing soul-naked in the night.
“Oh, God.” Her voice squeezed up and floated out to the countless stars. “Oh, God, help me. I’ve deceived others and myself as well.”
A light breeze brushed against her, and with it came the aroma of someone’s supper—evidence of home and family and togetherness. All the things she longed for that seemed as far from her reach as the sparkling Dipper.
Slowly, another essence whispered through the cupola. Nearly unnoticeable at first, it grew with soothing warmth, washing over her bare soul, her past mistakes.
Come, Thou fount…
Not her mother’s voice this time, but her own—small and thin and bleeding. “Oh, to grace how great a debtor, daily I’m constrained to be.”
The words came with new meaning, not just words to a song, but words for her life. Unexpected and full of peace. ~An Unexpected Redemption
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