At this time of the year, the very concept of it seems so foreign. I find myself saying over and over, some iteration of “I don’t have time.” Finals, moving out, debate post-season work, and gearing up for everything I need to do this summer, is all starting to take a toll. But I am continually reminded that rest is not a circumstance.
It doesn’t happen when I finally get everything in line.
It’s not the state of having everything on my “to-do” list checked off.
It won’t happen after the next thing I need to get through- “after school’s over, it’ll be okay,” “after this test, I’ll be good,” “after this year, I’ll have things figured out.”
It doesn’t work that way.
There will always be more things to do, more goals to reach, and more and more things vying for my attention daily. Rest, like a lot of other things, is a choice.
A choice to live in the presence of my Savior.
I haven’t figure out what that means yet. I haven’t really figured anything out yet. And I don’t imagine I will, in this life. But I do know that being intentional about focusing my time, energy, and thoughts on the greater purpose of glorifying and being in the presence of my God is a heck of a lot more restful than living the way the world encourages me to.
It’s a daily struggle. Who am I kidding, it’s an hourly struggle, a minute-by-minute choice to look to Him and not my to-do list. But even if I don’t know how to do that right now, I know for sure that God blesses those efforts and that I’m slowly being made more like His Son, who did know how to do that perfectly.
Praise the Lord.