I don’t know about you, but
finding rest comes hard for me. Maybe it
is the constant need I feel to try and prove myself. Or maybe it is the deep sense of anxiety that
consumes my heart and soul on a regular basis.
Or maybe it is a combination of a lot of things. Whatever the reason, the presence of an
abiding rest and peace within me is a bit of an elusive creature: hard to find and, once found, hard to keep.
Maybe it was that way for
King David as well. In fact, maybe that’s
the reason he wrote this prayer in the first place. Maybe it was through repeating these very
words—over and over and over again—that he hoped, someday, to arrive at the
rest and the peace his heart and soul were most deeply longing for.
And maybe it could be the
same for me. Maybe if I plant these
words deep in the soil of my soul, they will, one day, grow into something
beautiful and substantial. Maybe they
can help me to really believe that God is both strong and loving. And maybe that belief can lead me to the
place of genuine trust in him. And maybe,
just maybe, that trust will one day allow my heart and soul to find their rest
in him. A man can dream, right?
O Lord, help this prayer take root deep within
me, that it might become more and more the reality of my life. Amen.
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