Rest & Breathing Deeply

Rest.
Peace.
Breathing deeply.
Satisfaction in the arms of Christ.
This week has been long, that's for sure - classes seemed to drag, and despair has set in as the homework continues to pile up with no visible sign of light at the end of the tunnel.
I'm continually amazed at God's beautiful faithfulness.
Even when I'm stressed. No matter if I'm running towards or away from Him, He continues to teach me lessons.
I've been basking in the joy that I've found from the fact that I can't do anything to speed up my sanctification. That might seem like something that's a "duh" moment - but I've found so much peace in being able to sit back and let God do His thing.
There isn't anything I can do to "help" Him along. He is perfectly capable of handling my sanctification on His own.
Sanctification. What a process.
Sometimes I wish it were faster, but I've found a lot of peace in the fact that it isn't this week.
It's really easy for me to get busy at college.
Homework. Friends. Food. Sleep. Fun.
All of those things need to be balanced, and it's easy to go day to day and not spend significant time with the Lord. A few minutes there, a quick prayer here, a quick verse read there.
It's easy to get caught up in the busyness of school.
I can very easily allow myself to read my bible or spend time with God in places where there are people. I'd way rather sit at least in reach of my friends.
But - God has been teaching me this week to spend special time with Him.
Date nights.
Quiet afternoons.
Taking time out of the busyness and chaos of school to breathe deeply of His presence.
To gain a new perspective from His Word.
To sit still and rest.
To stop running around and sit still and listen.
I cherish my time spent with my sweet Jesus.
Comfy chairs. Lake benches. Grassy fields. Sunrises. Sunsets.
Jesus means everything to me, and I've found so much satisfaction in Him.
His arms are my home.
It's been sweet to see my perspective change when I'm abiding in Christ.
Sprained ankle? This summer I would have been mad. I can't kick box, play volleyball, basketball, frisbee, or any other form of exercise that I love so much.
But, with my learnings in rest, maybe God wants me to slow down.
To breathe deeply.
To take it easy.
To enjoy His presence.
To remind me that He is King.
He's taken away the pain, and I know that in due time He will heal my ankle.
He is faithful. He is just. He leaves me awestruck.

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