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Heart's Rest



I know a few people who are exhausted in mind, body and heart and am praying God's perfect rest for them...and for you...and for us all!  A hearts rest!
  
God does not say, "Get yourself together," and then come to me. 

He does not condemn us when we come to him exhausted, afraid, scared, vulnerable, needy or angry. 
  
He does not fill our worlds with should's and ought'as and guilt and condemnation.

 He came to give us the perfect peace and the perfect rest.  

 We may not be able to go on a retreat or an expensive vacation.  We may not be able to take a physical respite from children, work, responsibilities and life.  

I know, He will provide rest for our heart.

He is perfect rest.

 Rest found in Him.  He will pull us in to HIS everlasting arms and put our head on His shoulder.  

He will meet all of our needs according to His riches in glory.  

He will lift the heavy toils and burdens placed on us by our own self-imposed heavy hand and that of others.
 
He says, "Come to me, all you who are weary (tired, exhausted with toil or burdens or grief, to labour with wearisome effort) and burdened (To place a burden on.  To load on.  Heavy laden with burdensome requirements)."

Come to Him.  Find perfect rest for our souls.  Rest in Him.

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 Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”  Matthew 11:28-30


The Lord is good to those whose hope is in him, to the one who seeks him; it is good to wait quietly
for the salvation of the Lord. Lamentations 3:25-26

My heart is in anguish within me,
And the terrors of death have fallen upon me. Fear and trembling come upon me,
And horror has overwhelmed me.
 I said, “Oh, that I had wings like a dove!
I would fly away and be at rest.
 “Behold, I would wander far away,
I would lodge in the wilderness. Selah.
 “I would hasten to my place of refuge
From the stormy wind and tempest.” Psalm 55:4-8

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