It's been that sort of a week.
But I've found five minutes, and that means I can type some words without editing or second guessing, and join in the party-of-words over at Lisa-Jo's spot.
I sit and think back to that day, ages ago, last summer when we piled into the car and drove to peace.
It seems a million miles away now.
I wonder how I can bring that rest into the rest of my life? Can I find rest in the midst of the busy days of children and chores and life-as-I-know-it?
Or do I need to give something up?
I know the answer, of course. Right down there in the deepest part of me, where the Truth really lives, and He says it to me clearly, even when I don't want to listen.
You can't find rest when your soul is full of worry.
Choose the better part, comes the whisper of love.
And I listen, at least for now, because of this five minutes of prompted writing.
Today - for the rest of this day - I choose to sit at the feet of Jesus and rest in His love and His peace and I will give up that something called worry.
And my soul will find rest, for the rest of this day.
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