Early mornings have been my best hour, back from childhood days, running barefoot in the sandy compound where Dad worked, by the sea.
Today I live in a city that is a concrete jungle ripe with construction sites. A lone tree rustles as me and my restless heart turn into our Apartment:
Yes, dawn has been my favourite hour from before I knew about Quiet Times, before I knew these moments cpuld be my Holiday in His Heart.
Bosi, our milk man spits out over our terrace balcony, then runs back downstairs. I’ve told and told and told him to please not do that paan spitting but Bosi has ears that do not hear me.
Dawn shifts colour as I walk in the front door. The family is still asleep: we had a long day yesterday with a person who’s not been too well. It hasn’t been an easy year for everyone, so I wish and pray for Peace:
If you aren’t sufficiently warned, ‘praying‘ can get awkward,
that is, if you don’t guess it invites God to speak right back. Prayer is not any one way street, It’s a two way route, reaching right to where The Creator is,! Image that. And He does not mince words, but He is kind.
What do we think He would say to our restless human thoughts that do not necessarily allow Him any room…??!
Today I ask for the Miracle of Rest, knowing He can choose to stay Quiet. These are afterall Quiet Times, yes? But today is different. Today He startles me with words that leap out at me
“Enter My Rest..”
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A tiny breeze ruffles thru’ the newspaper on table, then turns the pages of my Bible, to page 1428:
Hebrews 7:7.
“He sets a definite day, a(new) Today and gives another opportunity of entering that rest, saying through David after so long a time in the words already quoted.. Today, if you would hear His voice and when you hear it, do not harden your hearts..’
the words stand out clear next to newspaper headlines and our sunflowers that have got sad faces thru the dark hours, they’ve turned their little faces away from the light….
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this has been a year filled with good and bad news:
yes there have been miracles: little and large ones. We did not get enough rain for local crops, but saw 2 endless rainbows from our terrace! Later, met Aunt Alia after years, her dark brown eyes swimming with laughter;
2026 has had its unrests and uneasy headlines globally, price rise and more traffic jams than one cares to say.
Today I ask for Rest, and these Words happen:
‘..enter His Rest…’
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“Oh please Lord,
don’t let my heart shut You out-
Today, here Now,
I choose to take
what You’re giving me
freely:
another Opportunity to enter Your Space, Your Heart. I fix my eyes on You, You alone. “
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Further in these Chapters of Hebrews in the Bible, His Rest reads like an Anchor of the soul. Here I rest on Him, in bold Trust and Confidence. This Rest is Unshakeable Faith in His Power, His Wisdom and Pure Goodness. It arrests all the hell that can easily wipe me out of Heaven as my being turns to Him, like a sunflower to the sun.
I thought to Title this one, ‘Arrested by Rest’ because ‘Rest’ was my request, but His ‘Grace’ takes over.
Loved writing this Post, I hope it brings you that Sacred breath of air, He gave me. Have a blessed day,
in Jesus name,
RN
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