As Was His Custom: Rest

If you had asked me last summer what I thought when I heard “rest,” I would’ve thought of sleeping or running away from my life. When that began to fail me and not satisfy me, I became more tired and more depressed. Growing up, I was raised in the church but was never taught what the word “Sabbath” means. I could probably tell you I didn’t even hear the word until I was about 16 or 17. It wasn’t until last fall that my student pastor said to me, “Halle, when was the last time you sat with God?” I looked at him like he was asking me a stupid question because I just spent the last 15 minutes of service worshiping God. He repeated it and walked away. From that, I walked away confused, but I didn’t know that 10-word sentence would change my life with Jesus.