Watching the waves that are a bit rough this morning. They are tossing this way and that, crashing into each other. Then they come to the lava rocks by the shore. Their tossing is interrupted by the presence of the immovable rocks. The water changes its tone, gliding gently over the rocks until it lands in a peaceful pool of clear water. The rough waters are like our souls... tossed to and fro. The peaceful pool is our spirit, the Holy of Holies where your Spirit dwells Lord. Jesus, you are our Rock... What you did on the cross made a way for our lives to become like peaceful pools. You settle us to REST in our new identity as beloved children and then to be welcoming agents for others to receive You.
"Come, find refuge and peace from the stormy waters... wash yourself on ME, the Rock... and enter into My REST."
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