It seems when things become a little too much for me, God always finds a way to give me rest. I got to wondering about this today and as I thought back, I realized that my times of rest would often come when my body, tired and overrun, or my mind, too overwhelmed, were in desperate need of some time away. Sometimes the effect of being overwhelmed would be that I would get sick. I think, "Lord what kind of rest is this? I'm sick and stuck in the house on the couch." Seems He would say, "What kind of rest do you need? You're able to spend quiet time alone with me."
This may not be the kind of rest that I wanted (I'd love to be somewhere warm, laying on the beach) but if I were there, would I be in God's face? Would I spend the necessary time in His word? Would I commune in His presence? I don't know. What I do know is that during this time of rest, God has brought clarity to my direction. He's caused me to make some important decisions and He's causing me to map out my game plan. Plus, I've gotten more school work done than I would have ever done if I were working.
What am I saying? What we might want rest to look like might not be true resting in the Lord. Sometimes His rest is reflecting on just how awesome He is; sometimes it's delving into His word; sometimes it's just laying motionless and quiet in His presence. No, His rest often does not look like what we might imagine but it is the most refreshing rest anyone could hope for.