“Find rest, O, my soul in God alone; hope comes from him.” Psalm 62:5
Dear Father, thank for your being the designer, architect, and wellspring of both the rest and hope for which we long. That is our theology, and today we want it to be our actuality. So we follow King David’s example today and speak this glorious truth to ourselves—arresting the peace-robbing monologues we fall or jump into way too easily.
Some of us talk contemptuously to ourselves—heaping on blame, shame, and vain regrets. Some of us carry on a boring, self-focused chat—reminding ourselves of what we deserve, lamenting how few people really “get” us, and planning ways to get even or get more. None of these reap good benefits; they only rob precious joy.
As your beloved children, we are all called to address ourselves as David did in Psalm 62. You promise a rest you alone can provide. You give a hope only you can guarantee. So on this Sunday in May, we say to ourselves…
“Anxious Me, find your calm in Jesus, alone. Take your restlessness to the One who gave you birth and new birth. Surely you can trust him who gave you a new heart and his perfect record. Jesus won your peace and is your peace. He is at work, right now, in all things for your good.”
“Sad Self, take your pain to Abba—the Father of mercies and God of all comfort. You need his presence more than you need relief. Don’t weaponize your hurts, steward them.
“Vulnerable Heart, don’t plug your “joy-cord” into mere people. Don’t hitch your fulfillment-wagon to burros without legs. Only your Father knows you thoroughly and loves you totally. He is all you need, and you really are his.”
“Perturbed Soul, how much energy are you wasting blaming, “should-ing,” and resenting? You’re acting like a spiritual orphan, like you don’t actually have a heavenly Father who loves and cares for you. Get back home as you journey Home.” So Very Amen.
