O Cleft in the Rock

cleft of the rock

O Cleft in the Rock, you hide me well

when winter winds and storms compel

my mind to live in frozen lands,

or sifting snows bark harsh commands;

it’s then that, hidden, heart can cling

to den of  hibernating Spring,

where soul finds rest from Winter’s grip,

and faith finds home, where hope won’t slip.

Do Not Mourn

Do not mourn your loss of fragrance,

do not wish your petals back;

leave off grieving for last summer

as the  winter world goes black.

Take these hours to rest your branches,

let your roots sink deep in soil;

last year’s growth sets up potential

for next summer’s greensome toil.

Rest in Me

When your way grows weary, and your heart grows sore,

When your spirit gets bashed onto distant shore,

When you know in your soul you can’t walk anymore,

Rest in Me.

When your feet get splintered by the road you tread,

When the tasks on your list fill your mind with dread,

When you can’t escape rounding the merry-go-sped,

Rest in Me.

A Beautiful Stillness

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.

Tranquil  tranquil Tranquil

Tranquil  Tranquil!  tranquil.

What do you do to rest your spirit?  How do you recharge?