How will we rest?
These racing thoughts do so entangle.
How will we rest?
These racing hearts do so encumber.
How will we rest?
Counseled to work it out, think it through, and make it happen.
How will we rest?
Striving hopelessly to look from every angle.
Striving nervously to prevail o’er every detail.
How will we rest?
Foolish, frail humanity.
Exasperated, tired humanity.
Our vanity stifles rest.
How will we rest?
We will look up.
We will see the glorious, downward flow of God’s innumerable and precious thoughts toward us.
We will stand at the base of the waterfall.
We will be washed in the reality of His immeasurably deep plans for us as they pour over our racing minds and racing hearts.
We will be covered with the infinite purposes of our infinite God.
How will we rest?
Not in our own striving.
Not in our own doing.
Not even in our own planning.
We will rest in the thoughts of God toward us.
“How precious to me are your thoughts, O God! How vast is the sum of them! – Psalm 139:17