This week has gone by slowly and I have reached my limit on speaking. My job requires me to speak throughout the day and by the time I leave, I feel like my words have completely been drained. I don’t want to say my name, ask a question, or provide an answer to another person. I am depleted. During the drive home I may listen to the radio, I may sit in silence. I have to allow my body, mind, and spirit time to rest and recover.

When I get out of the truck, I am greeted by the animals who want attention, food, to play, whatever. I breathe in and out the fresh country air and the last dregs of my tiredness seem to slip away. I find joy in the animals, the air, the silence, the wind, all of it. Jesus takes this time to refill my soul. When I speak again, I am able to engage again with my family.

Jesus would often separate from the crowds and even the disciples to go be alone. He would speak with His Heavenly Father, listen for the response, and allow His spirit to be at peace, refilling, and letting go of the burdens within (Mark 1:35, Luke 5:16). This kind of trust in the Lord for peace, refilling, removing burdens, quiet, rest, this is what I need daily.

Dear Ones, what about you? Has this season drained your joy? Are you willing yourself to make it home at the end of the day? Call out to Jesus, whisper His name if that’s all you can muster. Crawl into His lap, curl up against Him, and exhale. He loves you, you matter, you are not just a cog in the wheel of faith. You are precious to Him, blessed, accepted,  adopted, chosen, redeemed, and forgiven through Him. Ask Him to meet you where you are and He will.

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls (Matthew 11:28-29).

Best Beloved, may we all exhale over the weekend, crawl into the arms of Jesus, and allow His precious love for us cover our hearts, souls, and minds and give us His perfect rest and peace.

Praying for your journey with Him in 2018. oxxo

About gretchenr17

Wife, mother, daughter, sister, friend. Writer, farmer, fellow sojourner... at every turn I learn a bit more about God's wild mercies.
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