And you call me to rest...

I wake, open my eyes, listen for the Baby’s hungry cry... and you call me to rest.

One child to school, three children to feed, laundry to do, a Bible to read...and you call me to rest.

A checklist that’s long, prayers to be prayed, people to call, things to be done...and you call me to rest.

Letters to write, photos to print, wait! Was that the baby? Surely not yet! ...and you call me to rest.

Perfection is calling, the house is a mess, I’m not even dressed...and you call me to rest.

The kids start to fight, they cry “I had it first!” The Baby wakes up, new tears are shed...and you call me to rest.

The ironing sits, untouched yet again, the children are starving, the oldest comes home...and you call me to rest.

The day almost done, my list not complete, I still feel the call to “sit at Your feet.”

Yes, it is You, my Lord and my God, that gives me the strength as the day is so long. 

I find there is rest, found when I pursue, your words full of hope – Lord, my life is in You.

Sleep may elude me, but true rest is found, when I am safe in your arms, unhurried...unharmed.

I. rest. in.You.

Matthew 11:28-29 “…Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.”

Philippians 4:6-7 “Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything by prayer and supplication with thanksgiving let your requests be made known to God.  And the peace of God, which surpasses all understanding, will guard your hearts and your minds in Christ Jesus.

Written by: Jamie Taylor