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Today’s my day off, so this post is pre-written:
I think I’ve said this before; but these Bible verses that have been on my heart lately bear repeating:
“Return unto thy rest, O my soul; for the LORD hath dealt bountifully with thee.” – Psalm 116:7
During this season of weakness I’ve been reminded how kind the Lord has been to me in providing for my needs and being my Haven.
I keep reminding myself of those two verses.
Our strength doesn’t always come from getting more done – sometimes it has more to do with stepping back and surrendering, while trusting that God will take care of things that are too much for us to carry.
Learning to rest is like learning the skill of floating.
Some kids get into a swimming pool and immediately learn to love the feeling of lying on their back, looking up above, buoyant upon the water. Others tend to cling to anything they can, whether it’s a wall, a floating object, or a fellow human being. They latch on, totally terrified. Sometimes sinking in water shallow enough for standing, unaware how safe they are, crying for help.
I’m trying to be less like the latter of the two in my everyday life, and more like the former, who learned to rest and float.
What Did I Accomplish Today to Be a Writer?
I’m writing this ahead of time, so I can’t say for sure; but most likely, I did Day 91 of the 100 Words a Day Writing Challenge 2024 through LA Writer’s Lab, maybe did a little planning in the evening, and probably took a nap to rest my brain for the days to come.
Thanks for reading what I’m writing,
Jody Susan
I’m hoping to record and publish another poem this week. In the meantime, here’s one I have already posted, written during a time when I needed rest: but was struggling with discouragement about that reality:
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