Feeling tired of feeling today. It’s been an emotional couple of days. Praying, reading but my eyes are sagging, begging to stay closed.
As much as the Lord commands us to love—He loves us a million times more. We have permission, as John did, to rest our heads on His bosom.
In fact, without this rest…the rest isn’t possible.
Lay your head against His chest. Close your eyes—and the things of earth will grow strangely dim. Your heart will slowly start to refill.
Like my 2 year-old granddaughter, I try to resist, but the Lord comes, takes me in His arms and whispers, Rest.