I am tired today yet I won’t rest. There’s too much to do. I have laundry and dishes. There are walls to be scrubbed. Flowers to water. Jam to make. A service to prepare for. I’m sure if I tried I could find a lot more to do. There are always ways to keep busy.
Why can’t I stop? Why can’t I rest? God stopped. God took a break. Jesus stopped. He took a break. Yet here I stand with bags under my eyes, muscles fatigued from overwork and too little sleep. I’m stupidly pushing through, refusing to take a break, refusing to seek restoration.
Restoration is a concept that we all long for, yet rarely realize. We want to feel whole. To be restored to our full selves. Yet somehow, we’ve developed ways to prevent this from happening. Our lives are too busy. We’ve got technology and schedules and a great many responsibilities heaped upon us. There is too much happening. Too much on our minds. Not enough space. Not enough room for God to enter and help us find peace.
We need to make room for this peace. This restoration of the soul. This idea that we might be able to take time, be still and know God.
I wonder if I can sit in the stillness.
Will I know God today?