Silent stillness, snow at rest,
Serenity’s sleep at calm’s request;
Calamity’s flurry provoked your roam,
but here in slumber, your heart is home.
Hurry – your bus is here! Quick – brush your teeth so we can get to hockey practice. Don’t be a slowpoke – you’ll make us late.
I cant’ right now, honey – my boss is expecting this presentation -like, yesterday. Sorry – I can’t be there for your sister’s funeral. My schedule is packed.
I’m just so busy…
We wear the ‘busy badge’ like it is a modern triumph proving how very valuable, how very indispensable, how very important we are.
And the badge clogs our heart’s arteries and disturbs our compassionate halos and diminishes our God-given function. And as our dreams lie dying in the dust, we wake up one morning to realize that all has been vanity, and wonder why our children won’t visit and our friends don’t call.
Jesus offers a delicious antidote to the bitter pill of the busy timetable.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.” (Matthew 11:28 NLT)
There is a distinct beauty, then, in learning to rest. Learning to relax. Taking the time to just be, rather than do.
Here are some of the images that speak rest into my weary spirit.
What do you do to rest your spirit? How do you recharge?