The world has been getting to me lately. Quite honestly, it has kept me up at night. God's fearless wild woman trembles in the face of imaginary bullies. The ones that would rob her children of their innocence, and her heart of its peace.
And when the preschooler comes in our bedroom in the black of night and says she's scared of the dark, I say "me too." Because moms and dads have nightmares too.
Because in the light we could see for miles. In the darkness, only a few feet.
Because I often feel like I'm driving our family west at dusk. Chasing the sun. Reaching to catch it before it sinks, and I drown in darkness.
The darkness deepens. Indeed it does.
And I pray, "Lord, with me abide."
And He says, "I do."
I confess. I search frantically for headlights and reflectors to light the way. Because I don't trust God. He taunts me over the horizon. Drive further, faster. Come get me.
That's my emotions. My weak faith takes over.
That's not God.
He does not taunt. His "I do" promises I am.
His I am is eternal. Inescapable.
No high-speed chase of fleeting fancy.
He pursues. I wait.
For God alone my soul waits in silence;
from Him comes my salvation.
Rest does not depend on our circumstances. The great illusion is that it will come when our situation changes. When we move. When our kids grow older. But the truth is there will always be a new fear or struggle to replace the old one.
Rest can only be found in the unchanging I am. Ever present. Ever powerful. Always Mercy. Always Love.
And He will remind us of that in the dark places. When He speak
s peace and rest into our sin-weary souls. It is no accident that our physical rest is to be found when the darkness is deepest. It is a reminder to rest in Him. In Him alone.
Praying your hearts are refreshed in Him.
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