Rest

One of the favorite parts of my day is rocking my baby boy to sleep. Well, I say baby but he is hardly that. He is rapidly approaching the 1 1/2 year benchmark and most traces of babyhood are long gone, replaced by the independence of toddlerhood. He still loves to rock at the end of the day, however, so I soak it in while I can. Last night he turned from his normal position on my lap to an old position he used to assume as a baby, snuggled up against my chest with his head on my shoulder. He wiggled and wiggled until his legs were wrapped around me, his arms holding me tight, and his head wedged so deep between my neck and my shoulder I could feel each warm breath as he inhaled and exhaled. These moments are fewer and farther between so I closed my eyes, trying to burn into my memory the feeling of having him so close, where the only thing he wants in that moment is his Mama. As a parent of a little one they tend to come to you for everything. When they have a toy they want you to play with them. When they have a book they want you to read to them. When they are fearful they want to be held by you. When they are sad they want to be comforted by you. Whenever my son falls down and hurts himself his very first instinct is to run to Mommy. Imagine for a moment your child falling down and in the midst of their tears they run...away from you? It sounds silly, right? We do it all the time. We turn away in the midst of our pain because we somehow feel like God disappointed us. Maybe we turn away because we think we can handle things better on our own. Or maybe we turn away because lack of trust that He will meet us there but He WILL meet you there.

Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Matthew 11:28

He doesn't just want to give you rest while you are off in your corner alone. It is the very act of coming to Him, telling Him you need Him. It is not for His sake but for our own. Only when we realize how truly in need of Him we are can we understand the only thing that can fill the emptiness is He alone. As we come to Him with arms stretched out He does what any Daddy would do, He pulls us onto His lap and draws us close to Him. It is only in that place where we can find true security, comfort and rest.

I thought about this as I slowly rocked my son backwards and forwards and back again. I felt his breath deepening and his body relaxing into restful sleep. As he slept I pulled him closer and lingered a little while longer. There was no where else in the world I would rather be.

He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. Isaiah 40:29