In You, in You I find my peace.

Every fiber of my being is aching.

Every hair on my head is reaching.

My limbs are flailing.

My heart is drumming.

I am attempting every movement to feel You.

But You just ask that I rest.

Sit.

Listen.

Obey.

And usually, that is the hardest action.

But I want You so desperately.

Everyone around me knows You so much deeper.

I'm tired of comparing.

Of being compared.

Of feeling inadequate.

Every inch from my surface to my depths longs for you.

All the things keeping me from You seem so easy to throw away as I sit.

Here.

In this warm bed.

In this safe room.

But when I start into the real world, my heart always changes.

I am consumed by busyness, by stagnancy, by pain, by discomfort, by frustration.

And these all-consuming implications rip my heart from You.

But You ask that I just rest.

And in the stagnancy, busyness, pain, discomfort, frustration, You ask that I rest.

You offer a peace I have not learned to take, but I want it.

I want to live in it.

I want to pour it out on others so that they can know You.

But perhaps that is why I know no peace.

Because I am always looking for the next task.

For the next thing to keep me moving.

But You ask that I just rest.

Today, Lord, help me find a peace in the daily grind.

Help me rest in You.