When my husband picked me up at work the next morning, Jackson and Emma were already awake and in the backseat. I was as glad to see them as they were to see me, but again, I didn't have much time with them. I was due back at the hospital that evening and my bed was calling me. As I was in the bathroom getting ready for bed a little hand knocked on the door and Jackson called out to me.
"What do you need, Jack?" I asked even as I was opening the door.
"To give you a big hug!" was his response, and he flung his arms around my neck and hugged me tight. As he did, he said, "Have a good rest!"
I chuckled at the sweet works coming from the little boy. "Have a good rest." It was exactly what I needed, and exactly what I wanted, but it was so much better to be encouraged in it from one I loved so much.
I think if we could audibly hear the Lord speaking to us, we might hear those very same words. "Have a good rest." Our Lord doesn't want us to fret and worry about anything. He has given us His Son and in that one Gift He has provided all we can ever or will ever need.
He is aware of every detail of our lives and not only knows about them, but cares about them as well. And He wants us to rest.
If He cares enough to number the very hairs of our heads, then surely He cares about every thing else. Let us trust Him and ". . . labour therefore to enter into that rest" that He has for us. Let us cast all our cares upon Him and truly believe that He cares for us.