This is my experience lately. Maybe you can relate. Maybe you can’t. So here goes.
I basically am on the go at work from 7:30 straight through until 4 pm (taking 30 minutes for lunch).
From there, I headed south to the Goodwill on Highway 96 where I made some good $2 music finds. Those are always the best kind.
After that, I walked over to Bar-B-Cuties for a stellar dinner, including the world’s best fruit tea. If you’re ever at a Bar-B-Cuties, you should try it.
Following the grub, I went in the direction of a friend’s house where I attend a Life Group, but I stopped off at a pet store because I would have been super early to his place. I browsed and bought a little something for the cat.
After all that, I made it to my friend’s house and finally sat down. Then I was tired. Really tired.
It’s funny how that works. As long as you’re on the go, you don’t realize how drained you are. Not at least until you stop. Then all that activity catches up with you.
As much as I’d like to fall back a couple of hours tonight so I could sleep extra, that’s not the best kind of rest.
The best kind of rest is the kind Jesus promises to all those who are weary and heavy-laden. He says, “Come to me, all you who work to the point of exhaustion and I will give you real rest.”
Not necessarily sleep, although that is sometimes part of it. What Jesus means is the rest from striving to perform in order to measure up to some artificial standard (either your’s or someone else’s). It’s ceasing from feeling like you always have to do more and be more to be complete and fulfilled.
Jesus says, “I love you just as you are, not as you should be or as you wish you could be or how everyone else wishes you would be. Come to me, right now, just exactly the way you are, and I will get you to where and who you need to be.”
That’s true rest.