The Best Of Rest

The days run into one another like watercolors blending along edges. Smudged and undefined.

Maneuvering through blurred lines of life and a house with ten people and two dogs can undermine the strongest of adults.

For a two-year-old, it can be daunting.

Cal is a genuinely happy and chatty little guy. He tolerates the two dogs trying to eat his food off his highchair. He shoves them aside when they try to sit on him. Anytime he’s outside, he heads for the pond, teasing his mom with his laugh and speed. He doesn’t jump in; he plops down on the edge, pats the grass and says, “Sit, Mama.”

He wanders through life with a gentle spirit and a contagious laugh. Even when he’s upset, he’s easily distracted.

He’s not a fan of rest.

He needs a nap, but he resists. Leaving fun behind for the quarantine of a pack and play is unconscionable. He lets his desires be known with his cries and whines.

I’d do the same thing if I thought it would change anything.

My favorite posture of his, however, is when he needs rest and chooses it. When he admits he’s tired and climbs on his mom’s lap. He leans back, his hands behind his head, and sinks into her embrace.

Not a care in the world.

It takes him a while to get there. He isn’t fond of admitting he needs to slow down.

I may be quite a bit older than Cal, but I find it difficult to admit a need for rest in my own life. I have this deep, inner drive to help and encourage others so they’ll like me.

On the plus side, that’s a very empathetic posture. On the negative side, it’s the inability to say no or have margins in my own life.

A people pleaser.

During a time of limitations and new norms, rest seems even more challenging for me. I don’t do well with being told I can’t do something; restrictions feel unnecessary. I know myself well enough to know when enough is enough and responsible enough to accomplish what’s expected of me.

Do I?

Rest is part of the rhythms of life that we are bound to. We need meaningful work, food, and rest to experience the fullness of all that God made us be.

I’m one of those workaholics whose mantra is “I must”. Even when I can’t.

Rest is much more than a practice. It’s a relationship, finding wholeness and peace in Jesus, knowing He is my enough. I picture myself climbing into His lap and leaning the full weight of my worries and anxieties on Him, knowing His embrace is full of love and His full knowledge of what I’m going through.

He doesn’t ask me to do or accomplish something before I come to Him. He says come. Rest. Lean the weight of all that is on my heart into His powerful and protecting hands. No fear of rejection; no sense of me being too much or not enough.

Cal is more aware at two of what he needs than I am at my age.

God’s lap is beckoning.

Will you respond?




9 responses to “The Best Of Rest”

  1. Jeannie McKean Avatar
    Jeannie McKean

    This is powerful Dayle!
    I know exactly what you are saying and feeling.
    I am just learning “at my age” what come and rest is all about and it is so freeing
    I thank THE FATHER often for the incredible gift of words He has given you!!


    1. Thanks for the encouragement, Jeannie. Resting is not natural for me, but it is something I know He wants us all to do. And in Him, it is real. Love you, my friend.


  2. Good afternoon Orlando, I keep thinking your devotions cannot get any better. However your “The Best of Rest” is remarkable in it’s sensitivity to life in it’s fullest and our need for a Savior that provides true rest. A blessed week to you and your crew of ten +two, tom 

    Captain Tom Maxwell (USN retired)

    United States NavalAcademy 

    Central Missouri BlueGold Officer (retired)

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    1. My friend, your kindness is more than I deserve. I’m finding that rest, as God sees it, isn’t something I naturally gravitate to. Though I want to. I’m so much more prone to do than lean into His embrace and wait. But He has proven competent to deal with my wayward heart and impatience. I’m truly grateful. Thanks for being such a grand friend, Tom.


  3. `”The days run into each other like watercolors blending along edges.” Wow!! What a beautiful use of words– making a visual image. This entire blog–one visual image after another–loved it!! Thank you for sharing your gift of writing and taking us right into the arms of Jesus!!


    1. You are more than kind my friend. His arms are the place to be right now.

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      1. The only place to be. 🙂


  4. Jenny Steinbach Avatar
    Jenny Steinbach

    Thank you, Dayle! I so identify with you. I’m learning how to sit in God’s lap. 🙂


    1. With all the work you’ve done on the herBible His lap is the absolute best place to be! Why does it take us so long to figure that out? Thanks for your encouragement, my friend.


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