“On the seventh day God finished his work of creation, so he rested from all his work.”

I’m pretty rubbish at resting. 

Sometimes it’s because I really love the work that I do. I love connecting with people and making things happen and being a part of what God is doing.

Or in my less than healthy times it’s because I think that my identity comes from my work, that I am worth more if I am busier. 

I run around, keeping all the balls up in the air - because if I don’t do it, who will?

But I’m tired.
Tired of thinking that it all depends on me.
Tired of the pressure that I put on myself.
Tired because this isn’t how I was made to live.

The God who made the universe chose to rest. 
And he made me in his image.

So I will choose to rest, believing that God knows me better than I know myself.
And I will choose to rest as an act of worship, as a way of saying, “Jesus, you are the one who holds everything together.”

I have seen what God can do with me when I work myself into the ground.
Now I want to see what he will do with me when I rest.

How about you? Is it time for a rest?