Tonight I got a glimpse of the love of God, so tangible and present that I know I am loved. I am here in the dimmed lights of the living room watching my two grand children sleep. My heart is so filled with love for them, it is overwhelming at times. Is there anything more precious than a sleeping child? Imagine how precious we are to God when we rest in His love.
It wasn't an easy night. Neither of the kids is feeling too well. My grandson was fighting sleep. I try to calm his soul, rocking him as he finishes his bottle. So much like God's children. He says "Rest." All we can think about is the million of things that we have put on our to do list, most of which God didn't call us to do. God also tries to calm our souls, if we let Him. If we can just get still and quiet, we will find rest.