Finding Rest…

Striving hard to keep up with the demands of daily living, coming from work, school, relationships, etc.,  I find no rest in any of them except the weary grind. Yet strangely, I notice that whenever my bundles of joy hop, two to be exact, into my car, they could simply let down their hair to catch a wink without any due for concern. Why is that so? Axiomatically, they know who’s at the wheel–their Daddy! Likewise a parallel could be drawn between finding rest in the car ride mentioned earlier and in life’s daily grind, for we know who’s at the wheel–our Daddy God!

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