Rest

I was going to write on hope this week.  I even started the blog but it is now 3:49 in the morning and plans have changed.  Needless to say, it has been a rough night.  Won’t go into it because that’s not the important part.

God has really been dealing with me about entering into His rest.  About eight years ago, He began dealing with me about fear.  I had no idea that pretty much my whole life was controlled by fear.  At every turn, the Spirit was pointing it out.  I mean at every turn. 

Thought I had dealt with it.  Yes, there are still times the Spirit will ask ‘Why did you make that decision?’  I back up, look at it, correct it and go on.  I really thought I was doing a lot better but…this rest thing is taking me to a whole new level.

As I lay in bed, I started singing the old chorus “What a Healing Jesus”.  Then, sang it while walking the floor.  Finally, sat down at the piano and accompanied myself.  After a while, I pulled out the hymnal and turned to “Wonderful Peace” by Cornell and Cooper. 

Far away in the depths of my spirit tonight rolls a melody sweeter than psalms. 

In celestial like strains it unceasingly falls o’er my soul like an infinite calm.

Peace, peace, wonderful peace coming down from the Father above.

Sweep over my spirit forever I pray, in fathomless billow of love.

Flowed into “Trust in Jesus” by Stead and Kirkpatrick. 

Tis so sweet to trust in Jesus, just to take Him at His word,

Just to rest upon His promise, just to know thus saith the Lord

I’m so glad I learned to trust Thee, Precious Jesus, Savior, Friend

And I know that Thou art with me, will be with me to the end

Jesus, Jesus, how I trust Him, how I’ve proved Him o’er and o’er

Jesus, Jesus, Precious Jesus, oh for grace to trust Him more

I love all types of Christian music but sometimes the old hymns say it best.  The only place of true peace is true rest.  The only place of true rest is true trust.