Today, I decided to rest. To take a break from house work, from all kinds of work. Lately, I have had many weekends like this- where I decide to do nothing. But unfortunately, even when my body is not working, my mind is. It takes a lot of mental power to restrain my body from finding some activity, any activity, and I need to counsel myself to not do stuff just so that I can feel productive. "Activity does not mean progress", I say to myself , but not long after that I feel the guilt as my conscience condemns me of laziness and wasting what could have been a "productive" day. This pattern reminds me of my faith in Christ. It is a real blessing to trust in the Son of God as the hope of salvation and eternal life. Rarely, though, do you see one who really 'rests' in Him. What is involved in resting Him? It involves believing in the One whom God has sent ( John 6:29 ). This verse struck me years ago because of its straightforward reply to a question that
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