Poor Father, He kindly waits for us to enter His rest, so that we know ourselves.

Sabbath is a part of Himself, we resist, but is the home of our identity! His rest in himself, is our rest in who we really are.

The mandate to pause was for our own good and health. The bread that came on the extra day was the bread of life.

That place is a real space we desperately need daily. Yet, we are afraid of resting in Him and being ourselves!

To be fully ourselves, means we actually believe we are loved, even adored, seen and named.

To enter there, requires us to be nakedly ourselves which we afraid of.
Yet, He edits us as, and when we do, step forward in that transformational trusting of stepping towards His Rest in Himself; for, Love is His underwriter. And we, His potential poems find ourselves in His Rest. Sabbath is about developing trust to become!