I don’t know about you, but finding rest comes hard for me. Maybe it is the constant need I feel to try and prove myself. Or maybe it is the deep sense of anxiety that consumes my heart and soul on a regular basis. Or maybe it is a combination of a lot of things. Whatever the reason, the presence of an abiding rest and peace within me is a bit of an elusive creature: hard to find and, once found, hard to keep.
Maybe it was that way for King David as well. In fact, maybe that’s the reason he wrote this prayer in the first place. Maybe it was through repeating these very words—over and over and over again—that he hoped, someday, to arrive at the rest and the peace his heart and soul were most deeply longing for.
And maybe it could be the same for me. Maybe if I plant these words deep in the soil of my soul, they will, one day, grow into something beautiful and substantial. Maybe they can help me to really believe that God is both strong and loving. And maybe that belief can lead me to the place of genuine trust in him. And maybe, just maybe, that trust will one day allow my heart and soul to find their rest in him. A man can dream, right?
O Lord, help this prayer take root deep within me, that it might become more and more the reality of my life. Amen.