The search for life can leave us empty. For many the source of life is not known and the presence of life is not experienced. Many exist; very few really live.
In recent days, my life has taken a physical detour. This detour has caused me to walk down spiritual paths that have been unfamiliar to my normal experience. God has let me rest.
I am learning that God’s rest for his children comes in places of great nourishment. He is feeding me with His truth as I rest in Him. What may seem detrimental (poor health) is actually beneficial (new instruction) for the believer.
Life goes on! This is one of the great truths I am learning. So many times when we are experiencing pain and suffering, we think the world should come to a grinding stop. It doesn’t. What a humbling reality to know that I am such a small part, an insignificant part, if you will, of what is going on in my world. While I rest, life continues.
Life grows on! Anything that is not growing is dying. Rest still demands growth. The green meadows are not just window dressing for the child of God. He lets me rest so I will grow. Nourishment is provided to renew my strength (vs. 3).
Life glows on! Pain, hardship and undesirable circumstances should never diminish the wonder of life that God has graciously given me. I am beginning to understand what Paul wrote to the Romans when he said, “We can rejoice, too, when we run into problems and trials, for we know that they help us develop endurance. And endurance develops strength of character, and character strengthens our confident hope of salvation. And this hope will not lead to disappointment. For we know how dearly God loves us, because he has given us the Holy Spirit to fill our hearts with his love.” (Romans 5:3-5)
Life shows on! If I allow God’s rest to work in me what He desires, it will show up in my daily walk. I will not need to broadcast what He has done, people will see it. Moses never had to tell the children of Israel who he was meeting with on the mountain…they knew!
What a tremendous challenge God has made to me in the rest He has given. Repeatedly in these days, I find myself prostrate before Him in surrender. The old hymn stirs my heart again:
When I survey the wondrous Cross —
On which the Prince of Glory died —
My richest gain I count but loss —
And pour contempt on all my pride.
Were the whole realm of nature mine —
That were a present far too small —
Love so amazing, so divine —
Demands my soul, my life, my all!