In His Arms

I haven't been sleeping well (hense this post at 1:34 am) lately. So the other night when my sweet husband wanted to finish watching "The Two Towers" in our extended Lord of the Rings marathon (which lasted over 2 weeks), it was no surprize that I fell fast asleep. We had made a cozy little "nest" on the living room floor (we don't have a real sized couch just a love seat so it doesn't work well for long movie watching since I MUST lie down ;) )and I was very cozy with all my blankets and my husband so near. I was lying there sound asleep when I felt the strong arms wrap around me, and the most precious voice on earth say: "Hi Bunny"; then in an instant he had lifted me up and was carrying me to bed. In that moment, I felt such peace and security with his strong and gentle arms wrapped around me. I felt that nothing could hurt me, and that all the pain I had been having was wiped away for a moment. He wanted to transfer me right into bed, but with me in his arms he couldn't fit through our closet-sized bedroom door. But, even with the funny ending, that few moments beng carried in his arms was pure bliss.

Sometimes, in the hurt of life we can become tired. No human is immune. Jesus told those who followed him that they would have "trouble" in this world. But when we are tired and totally worn out from the grief, pain, disappointment, and losses this life brings - sometimes that is the very time when we experience the most precious moments with our Redeemer. When we cannot carry ourselves, sometimes that is the time that we feel His loving arms wrap around us and feel Him lifting us and taking us into His blessed rest.

Let us come to the end of ourselves as this New Year begins, and enjoy the peace He offers all those who willingly rest and let Him carry us through. That true and lasting peace will bring true joy in any circumstance.