Be a culture of rest.
Halt the striving, trying,
Scheming, making something more of yourself for a second.
Be resters, acknowledgers of your limits,
Aligners with your Maker.
Be Sunday people, Saturday people,
Call it what you will.
Be Sabbath. Be the Resistance.
Choose the better. Be the rester.
Recline in My love:
My provision, your shade.
My palm fronds stretch over your heart.
Hear my Whisper.
Resist the world.
Receive My love.
Whispers of Rest
I wrote this poem while reading Whispers of Rest by Bonnie Gray. It’s the perfect read for easing into a slower season of summer, to rest with God and recover your life.