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Finding Rest


I am trying my best.

Life’s demands are kicking me around as I reach toward His plan.

I tell myself to breathe.

Anxiety plagues my being as I am looking for a break.

Will relief ever come?

I think so.

 

I hear Him speak to me.

“Cast all of your cares upon Me and I will give you rest,” He says.

I hold back and resist.

“It’s I who gives strength to endure. Rest in Me my beloved”.

Leaving my intellect,

I find rest.

 

I see the light shining.

There is a new hope springing up in my soul as I look to Him.

I hear songs of triumph.

Refreshing winds blow upon the garden of my heart and I smile.

Here I am Lord, send me.

I am sent.

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