Rest

I always find rest in my bed, not because I sleep there but because I have spent so much time with God there.
The mornings spent in bed are such a comfort to me.
I easily lose sight of this rest because I need to get out of bed and rush off to work, or to some other appointment.
I cherish the mornings where I get to wake up, open my eyes, look around, the close them again and roll around in my comforter.
The baby blanket I always press against my chest.
The down comforter shapes to me exactly.
The pillow with my head shaped into it.
My yellow walls.
Don't miss out on the opportunities to just lay there with God.

Deuteronomy 33:12