A Lifestyle of Rest
We’ve come to believe the lie that rest is an event, not a lifestyle.
My thoughts as I journey through this thing called life.
We’ve come to believe the lie that rest is an event, not a lifestyle.
I don’t have to make myself responsible for everyone else’s actions and I don’t have to be a victim: I can occupy my God-given space in the world and take responsibility for what’s been entrusted to me.
Lately, I’ve been finding myself bracing for impact, but that’s not how God has called me to live.
The truth is, the best remedy for my control problem is not to try to control my behavior further, but to focus on what Jesus willingly did for me.
God is graciously pointing out to me that trusting him is the posture that I should live in.
This recovering control freak is indeed walking out her recovery.
Rereading Proverbs 16 sets me straight when I’ve drifted away from Truth.
Let’s move past treating the symptom and choose to get down to the root of things!
I’m not perfect at being present, nor will I ever be, but thankfully that’s not the goal. I’m so grateful that perfection isn’t the standard I’m required to fill because, as much as I hate to admit it, that’s a goal I will never, ever achieve.
You are not merely a number in the grand scheme of the universe. You’re not just a name recorded in history. You’re a uniquely created human being with a specific destiny and calling.