The Best Kind of Rest

I sit across the table from my husband on a cold morning. Snow spatters the streets outside and coffee steams from my cup.

“I’ve been trying to rest,” I say, “And I don’t think it’s working.”

He looks up at me, “Maybe what your idea of rest isn’t really rest.”

I nod. I’ve been thinking about that too.

When I felt like I needed to start slowing down a few months ago, I took that literally. I spent more time on the couch. I crossed items off my to-do list.

And I felt worse.

“You’re a dreamer,” my husband goes on, “You need to be free to chase ideas, move toward the future, try new things. That’s what renews you.”

He’s a wise one, my man.

I realized what I’d been missing more than I realized…

God-sized dreams.

I’m coming to see that when God asked me to rest it was actually more about my heart.

Learning to trust instead of strive.

Learning to enjoy rather than push so hard.

Learning to focus on the moment instead of results.

I think of the verse God put on my heart when all this began…

“Arise, my darling, my beautiful one, and come with me. See! The winter is past; the rains are over and gone. Flowers appear on the earth; the season of singing has come, the cooing of doves is heard in our land. The fig tree forms its early fruit; the blossoming vines spread their fragrance. Arise, come, my darling; my beautiful one, come with me.” Song of Solomon 2:10-13

Rest is an intimate invitation—

not to step away from life but to embrace the Giver of it.

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written with love for you by holley

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