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Be Still and...REST!!!

I struggle with being still. Unless I am laying out by a swimming pool soaking up some rays, I feel this inner angst if I am just sitting. Even when I go to bed at night, my mind races for about an hour thinking of all of the things that I could be or should be doing. After all, there is ALWAYS something to be done with 2 kids between laundry, bottles to feed, playtime, and household chores. On top of that, I love being connected with friends, so all of my free time is spent either running(errands or for exercise) or with my girlfriends. I just CAN NOT take time to rest, because everything WOULD NOT get done.

This weekend, our pastor talked about the importance of rest, REAL rest, and I must admit that I felt VERY convicted. I realized that in the midst of my busyness and hurried life, I am missing out on a fundamental principle God wants for my life. If I am constantly on the go, even if it is doing things for Him, I am not allowing time to HEAR FROM HIM!! But maybe, just maybe, deep down I know that if I slowed down long enough to hear from God, He may invade areas of my life that I am just not comfortable with. He might ask me to do something that I am just not sure I can do. The desire of my heart is to be in the absolute center of His will for my life, so it's time for me to take some time, take some Sabbath rest and focus on my Savior.

So, today we canceled our playgroup, and my goal has been to rest. And yet, here I sit with my internal struggle again. Both of the kids are down for a nap, and I see the piles of laundry waiting to be folded and put away. There are phone calls I "need" to be making. My mind is literally racing with things that I should be doing. But, I hear that still small voice telling me to be still...and REST!!

What are your thoughts? I know I am not the only mom who struggles with this. Oh, be sure to check out Toby's message at www.crosstimberschurch.org and look for the Plan B message series.

Comments

Andi Hawkins said…
Ouch... the conviction. I have struggled with being still for a long time. I think its just like you said, a litte fear of where my own thoughts might go. I really needed this reminder today.

Jamie, I also wanted to tell you that I think you are one of the sweetest people I know. I am sitting here typing on your computer and feeling very loved. Thanks for your giving, selfless heart. It speaks to me without words.
Andrea said…
rest. unfortunately, when we have days to "rest" more often than not they get filled up with "stuff." even if it's fun stuff, i never stop to breathe.

sometimes i forget that life isn't going to hand me a week of unoccupied time ... if only.
Sallie said…
I have the same stuggle. I know I need it, but I also tend to ignore that. A real eye opener was watching Oprah the other day and they had these ladies "let themselves go" after they had children. It was so crazy because these women looked 10 years older. I felt the same way the other day when a friend said. Oh look at you, you look so yound there. I laughed outside and cringed insided. The picture was only 2 years old. So, I need to foucs on me too. REST. We should
Joy said…
Wow. Jamie thank you so much for your words of encourgment on a day much needed. You are such an amazing person with such a beautiful spirit about you. Your words today sit deep with me due to the how can I due this today Lord feeling...
To be still, I need that so bad right now but feeling like I have 100 things to do and surely the Lord understands right..LOL.
Thank you sweet friend for your words and love.
Joy
Jessica Rolf said…
does reading blogs count as rest?!

as i stare at the laundry that is literally taking over the sofa i am thinking of "rest" as an excuse to leave it there but i think sometimes rest can just be for our souls too. just a peace and total dependance on God for all that he has planned...perhaps while i fold laundry!

jamie, i love your heart and your words. you encourage me greatly!
Amelia said…
Remember when Toby said that God rested on the 7th day, probably not because He needed to, but to TEACH us to rest and of its importance. How Toby compared it to us, as mothers or fathers, lying beside our children to help them rest....that was such an eye-opener for me. So, yes that message was a blessing, giving us permission...no, ordering us to rest...thank you!! :)

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