“Whoever dwells in the shelter of the Most High will rest in the shadow of the Almighty.” Psalm 91:1
Lately I have been trying to find rest amidst the chaos of life. I am sure most of you can relate to this. Life is busy; there’s a lot to get done just to stay afloat. It’s funny because Chris and I always seem to discuss rest. What is rest and what does it look like to rest well? I know that some days it feels as if I am just getting through the day to “rest” time. I can even get 8 hours of sleep at night, a hot cup of coffee in the morning, and I still long for “rest.”
Interesting enough as I have been searching for rest, it seems that my precious gifts tend to be boycotting such a thing. Both of our little guys lately have been fighting rest at all costs. My 19 month old jumps out of his crib repeatedly until he either falls asleep on the floor or sitting on his rocker. Since I am the mother of the year, (insert sarcasm) I’ve decided that as long as my children are in their rooms it really doesn’t matter what their “rest-time” looks like. While I seem to have an animal in one room, my four-year old in the other room can’t quiet his little brain so it’s “ask mommy every question under the sun time.” This “rest time” in our house most days looks and sounds like a jungle with squawking birds and swinging monkeys. In the midst of this season in our house, the Lord has been using it to teach my longing heart some much-needed truth.
Not too long ago, when both boys would nap, it seemed as if I was able to rest. I really honestly felt in my heart that this was sacred “Serah time.” As wrong as it is to feel entitled to time, I know you mama bears feel me, right? Since my time has been cut down quite a bit, the Lord has used it to teach me how this precious time isn’t treated like it’s sacred at all. I have been challenging myself to not waste this time on “mindless” things that never seem to leave me rested. I’m sure you know what I’m talking about. When we really think we need a break, but end up filling our hearts, either with useless-but-entertaining information or just pure junk.
My boys have taught me to make the most of the rest time I am given each day. I’ve been choosing to just stop and pray or get into the Word. It’s that simple; just spending time with my Father. Instead of worrying about getting that “down time,” my thoughts have shifted to having peace and joy whatever the outcome of the day is. I can’t even tell you how this has changed my whole day, and I have learned so much about true rest. I’ve learned that I really haven’t been resting at all. Instead I have been relying on worldly substitutions to renew me, when they will really only drain me. I have been looking at rest with earthly eyes, instead of eternal ones. Looking to fill a void with temporal things when it can can only be filled with the everlasting.
The definition of rest is: To cease work or movement in order to relax, refresh oneself, or recover strength. It makes sense to me that if we rest in the shadow of the Almighty that HE will recover, refresh and renew us. The assurance of resting in Jesus is knowing that He is already taking care of all of our needs. When our soul is at rest in Him, all of the earthly worries seem to fade. I am praying that each of us can choose to take the time to truly rest. That each of us can say it is well in my soul, because we are resting in the gift of who Jesus is.