Back then in my posts I’ve written about looking for “Real Rest” that could only come from Jesus. Nothing heavy or ill-fitting, but all light, free, and unforced.
One of my other posts, “Side of the Coin” is about this dilemma I have whether to rest or to move. To run, or to sit still. I know, looking at all the people who are working hard to reach their dreams, who are doing what it takes to make it high in the ladders of society. Or perhaps, a Christian moving and walking with God and being shaped by Him and reaching further heights as well and being blessed with great amounts.
Looking at those people, I could not help but to be confused – they all seem to be reaching higher than I do and I know that I have a lot of faults as to not being as successful. I don’t know whether I should move away from my comfort zone, or to embrace the Comforter himself, Jesus.
But lately, I just found the answer.
And I write it here in this poem:
I can’t help but ask, “Is this really about me?”,
I don’t know when this will end, it’s all in vanity
I raise my glass to myself and find, the answer’s not right here
It’s right outside, right out that door, waiting there for me.
I’ve always thought this life was just about what I’ve achieved
Or maybe what I’ve done or how I all end up to be
But then again, that’s not the case of life, at least that’s what I see
Not to introspect too much, but look outside of me
Outside to where the freedom is
Outside to where I see
The skies, the green pastures, the rainbows
And the beautiful wide sea
Outside to where the light is
And more importantly,
Outside to where I find the grace –
Alone, the grace that saves me.
I’ve found that real rest is to look out of yourself.
To look out of what you can do, what you do, and everything about you.
It’s looking outside, into the great majesty of the powerful and loving God that makes you feel truly at peace.
And truth be told, we know that sometimes it’s easier to do something, and to look at ourselves instead and I know I still do, too.
But there is something about nothing that’s actually pretty fine, at least, to me.
Because when we are stripped off of our abilities, our blessings, our hands, our feet…then what are we?
I don’t know if it’s just me, but I know some of you would disagree, but…
Sometimes we’re just too busy trying to look good in front of the mirror, making a name for ourselves, and we don’t know we’re actually feeding our lust for acceptance, honor, and to lift up our pride.
What we ought to do is turn away from that mirror, and look to Jesus, waiting outside, knocking—it’s Jesus, telling us that we need Him.
We need Him, and we don’t make Him as an excuse to look good in front of others, but to shine His light within us. The world out there doesn’t need us, instead, they need Jesus. We ought to make them closer to Him than to get them to admire us.
This post I’ve found just explains what I’m trying to point out more clearly.
What do you think? Please do post a comment.