🎙️ Spoken Word Piece: Restless Until Rested in You

I am restless  

until I find my rest in You—  

not in sleep,  

but in surrender.  

Not in silence,  

but in Your voice that stills the storm within.

You say,  

“Come to Me, all who are weary…”  

So I come—  

with my questions,  

my grief,  

my longing.

Rest is not escape.  

It is encounter.  

It is the hush of heaven  

meeting the ache of earth.

You lead me beside still waters,  

but more than that—  

You restore my soul.  

You keep me in perfect peace  

when my mind stays on You.

To rest is to know You—  

not merely by name,  

but by nearness.  

By the scars that speak of love,  

by the Word that became flesh  

and dwelt among our weary hearts.

To rest is to lift our gaze,  

to set our minds on things above—  

where peace is not a concept,  

but a Person.  

Where joy is not fleeting,  

but full.

To rest is to love You  

with all our heart,  

all our soul,  

all our strength.  

To say, “You are my everything,”  

and mean it  

even when everything else fades.

Without You,  

we are breathless wanderers.  

But with You,  

we are home.

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