I’m always struggling. Not always, but it just seems that way, I suppose. Struggling to make ends meet. Struggling to keep my time commitments. Struggling to get things done. I end a week fairly exhausted. This week seems more draining. The blame this week is on Daylight Savings Time. The hour lost has just crushed me. (It’s a good excuse. I’ll go with it.)

Hebrews 4 talks about rest. It exhausts me to read it. Yet, the physical rest I may think I need is nothing compared to the rest I must find in Christ. Augustine said it best: “Our souls are restless until they find their rest in Thee.”

What I find ironic is the writer of Hebrews exhorts us to “make every effort” to enter that rest in Christ. It just strikes me as odd. Strive hard to rest! It’s like a command to fall asleep.

The rest in Christ is to cease from the struggle of this life. That does not mean smooth sailing. It does mean we understand the power of Christ to carry us through the deepest, toughest waters.

The rest of Christ is to allow the living Word of God to have his effective work in me. He is active and alive. Nothing is hidden from God’s sight. He has my back. Why in the world am I struggling so?

So what do I do with all this anxiety? I march it to the throne. We have a great high priest who knows where we are. He’s been where we are. And he is ready to take up our cause.

I love the lines from one of my favorite worship songs:

“Find rest, my soul, in Christ alone…”