With every breath
I’m falling deeper
into the hands
of my great Keeper
I’m restless till
I rest in You
With every thought
my vision clearer
upward bound
my heart draws nearer
only resting
when I rest in You
I had the pleasure of having a massage recently- cashing in on an awesome birthday gift from my hubby. As I laid on the table, my tense muscles crumbled under the monstrous pressure of the hands that kneaded me. Jokingly, the massage therapist told me she calls her job “steam-rolling”.
At times the pressure was so great, it was uncomfortable– but the more I emptied myself of any thoughts, the more I was at peace…not aware of any discomfort. As I laid there, I thought about how much I crave being quiet… but how I wrestle with my own thoughts in those quiet moments instead of resting in Him.
Restless.
I long for quiet when I am in the midst of noise… and yet, when I sit in silence, the sound of my own thoughts is deafening to me.
When I am alone, I want desperately to be with people…and yet when I am with people, I crave solitude. Restlessness- always brought about by my own thoughts and my own desires.
When I desire peace and fail to look to the Prince of Peace- I am always restless.
I am restless until I rest in Him.
O God, you are my God;
I earnestly search for you.
My soul thirsts for you;
my whole body longs for you
in this parched and weary land
where there is no water.
Psalm 63:1
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What a lovely present… hope you’re feeling more-rested now. 🙂
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My hubby is the best :).
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