I know that God is smarter than me. I often declare that He knows what He is doing, and that’s true even when it doesn’t feel like it—when circumstances are crappy and things aren’t going my way.

Did God make a mistake when He modeled rest for us on the 7th day of creation?

Nope.

Then why do I wrestle Him on this—round after round—trying to squeeze in “just one more thing”, until I collapse from exhaustion?

It’s like that verse I often tell my kiddos, as I kiss them goodnight, “Do not be wise in your own eyes, fear the Lord and shun evil.” (Proverbs 3:7).

Yet, when I get on that wrestling mat instead of the resting mat my actions declare that I think I am smarter than God. I’m being wise in my own eyes and ignoring the warning signs that I’m headed for burnout.

Ouch! My logic is pinned to the ground as I realize the error of my ways. Yet, I am slow to change in some areas, and rest is one of those areas. To just sit still and do nothing, can be torturous to this “do-er.” But on the rare occasions—when I still my racing mind and slow my breathing down—I invite the Prince of Peace to have His way in me.

When I lay down my plans, creativity and tasks, I communicate to the Creator that He can be trusted, He knows what He is doing and that I am not a machine. When I accept His invitation to rest I am invited to unwind and be restored.

I’m excited to be hosting Three Word Wednesday over on Kristin’s blog today. Come on over and read about the Gift of Rest and then link-up your post…