“O Lord, my heart is not proud, nor my eyes haughty;
Nor do I involve myself in great matters,
Or in things too difficult for me.
Surely I have composed and quieted my soul;
Like a weaned child rests against his mother,
My soul is like a weaned child within me.”
Lord, may your children lean into you for rest and peace and safety and joy. You are always there welcoming us. Why does it take a crisis for us to come before you? May we seek your lap every minute, every decision, every day. May we find rest under your wings – deep rest for our souls in the midst of a world of sin and chaos. Thank you, Jesus, for preparing a way for us to come to the Father as children. Thank you that you give us rest and make our load lighter.
Rest is there. Will you claim it today?