I have faith. Often more than I realize.
God’s word is truth and I believe Him for it.
Jesus is my Savior and I’m exceedingly grateful for the promise of heaven.
I have health, and blessings, and provision far greater than I deserve.
But some days, gladness and gratitude elude me. The Light seems far off and darkness casts a shadow. It’s a funky type of exhaustion that settles into my bones and leaves me wordless and a bit withered. And rather than choose the better part, or even think on the pure and lovely, I just want to find a soft place to lay my head down.
Not to pray, or seek, but simply rest in what I know.
There was a time in my life when this place would be one of condemnation, of whispers of faithlessness. But God has shown me that it is something far more delicate, sweet even.
It’s a sustaining faith that meets me in these moments. It isn’t broken or weak, as some might call it. And although it’s not after knowledge or growth, this brand of faith is as alive and vital as the kind that pursues. It’s pure and unadulterated. It’s a faith that wraps me in grace, holds me close, and gives me permission to simply be what I am…His.
This faith beckons me to crawl up into my Father’s lap, nuzzle my face in His neck, and relent the sigh of a heavy day. It doesn’t ask questions or wrestle over answers, but simply rests in the presence of One that is stronger and safer than the world outside His arms.
In our picked-up pace and passing time, we’ve forgotten about faith that rests.
We’ve convinced ourselves that “right” faith ought to drive us deeper, or call us higher, or work itself out. We wonder if there is a word we’re not hearing, or a message that we’re missing, and we forego the beauty of simply being still with the One who longs to be known by us.
“Oh God, you are my God…my soul thirsts for You.”
Weariness isn’t a mood disorder. It’s a soul longing.
It’s our heart pointed toward its resting place; its Creator. It’s our mind turning off the ought-to and the must-do and simply finding itself captive before its Maker. It’s our soul longing for the One that can truly satisfy. It’s not faith that’s less than it’s supposed to be, it’s faith that points us to exactly what we need.
When we have nothing else to bring, we can go to the One that welcomes us empty. Our safe corner, our sweet spot, our soft place to land is Jesus. (<===Tweet That!)
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