“I need a vacation from my vacation.”
Without fail, this phrase always seems to make me smirk or chuckle when hearing it. But since being back from California in celebration of my brother’s college graduation about a week or two ago, I completely appreciate this amusing phrase more and more.
While it was fabulous to be back home in Southern California visiting my family, my best friend and other friends, and other comforts that I miss, I realized toward the middle of the week that was something a little off.
Face value, no one suspected anything. How could they anyway? I showed no sign or mention of it. As far as to close family or friends were concerned, I was just thrilled and overjoyed to see everyone and be back in California. But God and I knew.
I was starting to feel steadily depleted.
This depletion went beyond the physical tiredness accompanied by the slight jetlag from the three-hour time zone difference, late-night celebrations, and consistent social events (though they were MEGA FUN). What I was feeling was something more profound.
My soul was tired and had been for a while.
I’ll make this embarrassing confession and say that upon leaving Florida and embarking to California, my soul wasn’t in the highest shape. The burdens and anxious thoughts that I packed and carried in my heart and mind with me to California made the luggage load much heavier.
Once again, I tried to figure out my current issues and problems on my own instead of checking them in and leaving it with God. Also, my less than quality and sufficient time with God didn’t do much to help the situation as well. I knew better to do this: I used social events to fill the void of forgetting about my troubles for a while.
Needless to remark, this wearied my soul. By the time I came back to Florida, my soul was pleading for rest.
I decided that my vacation from my vacation starts NOW.
It was time that my soul to get some much-needed rest. Unplugging from social media (including other electronic distractions) for a while and getting into the presence of God and His word for however long it took for me to get filled meant soul rest. Plus, God and His word assured pure rest for me.
“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is easy and My burdens are light.”
(Matthew 11:28-30 NKJV)
I’ve often heard and read this scripture many times. It’s, in fact, one of my favorite scriptures. But at this moment, my soul wanted to soak up every word, syllable, consonant, and vowel in this scripture. Our Savior and Creator of the universe lovingly and freely give TRUE SOUL REST not just for one time but for all time.
Jesus reminds and invites me to trade and check in all my “burden baggage” for His light yoke as a carry on while I journey through this life. As I take His yoke (and this has been a diligent daily thing so far), my soul starts to feel more at ease, refreshed, filled.
Jesus is currently teaching me that His filling and soul-rest isn’t a “grab and go” type thing. Being filled with His sufficient soul rest is a process. I can’t rush even if life is urging me to. When we physically rest, we usually don’t rush. So why should we treat our soul-rest any different?
As of now, I’m still lingering in the process of Jesus’ soul-rest. I’m learning more about the heart of God while being infused with His strength. Additionally, I’m learning to pay more attention to even the slightest of soul fatigue so I can get to The Source of rest quicker.
With all the direct and indirect demands, deadlines, and pressures of life, My soul shall rest and bill filled with God. No matter how long that takes and that’s good enough for me.