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Jesus I am resting | Psalm 63:1 Series

"O God, You are my God;

Early will I seek you;

My soul thirsts for You;

My flesh longs for You

In a dry and thirsty land

Where there is no water."

Psalm 63:1

There's a part in the book The Magician's Nephew by C.S. Lewis that for some reason warms my heart (for lack of better term) every time I read it. The characters find themselves in a world that was in the process of being sung into creation by Aslan:

"Digory had never seen such a sun. The sun above the ruins of Charn had looked older than ours: this looked younger. You could imagine that it laughed for joy as it came up. And as its beams shot across the land the travelers could see for the first time what sort of place they were in. It was a valley through which a broad, swift river wound its way, flowing eastward toward the sun. Southward there were mountains, northward there were lower hills. But it was a valley of mere earth, rock and water; there was not a tree, not a bush, not a blade of grass to be seen. The earth was of many colors; they were fresh, hot and vivid. They made you feel excited; until you saw the Singer himself, and then you forgot everything else" (Italics mine).

There's a lot of things in this world that are very appealing. Certain movies, shows and events that we love to take part in or attend. We often can't help but fill our schedule with fun, entertaining things to do, whether on purpose or not. I for one know that simply life in and of itself can be so full and taxing, that when it comes time to where I actually have time, I want to do something that sounds fun. We're a materialistic generation; give us the latest gadgets and we'll be satisfied until the next one comes out.

But when I am reminded of Jesus Christ, all of those extra things that I so desperately wanted to do, pale in comparison to His beauty and wonder. They can never satisfy me, and when I try to make them satisfy me, I am always disappointed.

I don't care what it is you try to fill yourself with. Whether it be Pinterest or parties, boys or booze, music or marriage. These things can never satisfy you. What we are truly seeking is God Himself, and when we seek to know Him more we can not be disappointed.

"Our hearts are restless, until they can find rest in You," (Augustine of Hippo).

"Jesus! I am resting, resting

In the joy of what thou art;

I am finding out the greatness

Of thy loving heart.

Thou hast bid me gaze upon thee

And thy beauty fills my soul

For, by thy transforming power

Thou hast made me whole"

(Jean Sophia Pigott)

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