Friday, March 15, 2013
Resting in Him
Lately I've been cherishing Christ's promise that all of the weary and heavy-laden who come unto Him shall find rest for their souls. I have been desperately in need of rest and peace, you see. As I've written here before, I had a miscarriage back in June that shook me to the core. Going years of believing I would never have a child, to thinking it just might be possible, to losing it and wondering why was a cycle that left me shaken and weary. I've been stressed before, I've been sad before, but never so bone-deep with weariness as this.
This rest, this being able to be at peace is no easy process. My human self rebelled at first. I saw it as my pain and my loss. This was my child taken from me too early. I didn't want to acknowledge what I knew about this child being God's gift or that He did indeed have a purpose and a hand in my life. But there was this still small voice and it got to me through the storming in my heart...
And you know what? As I sought God and just let myself wander through His word, seeking, or let myself come before Him in prayer, longing, I did find rest. I found hope and peace, and the reminder that even as the storms of this life come my way, God has plans for me. We don't get a free pass on suffering in this life, but neither do we go it alone. He let me remember, and deep in my heart and soul, I can rest.
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