I rest this day in God.

I put in a single place all the pieces of my erring ways, the urgent thoughts both good and bad, together with my rights and wrongs.

All in a single place they go. Here they lie where all is loss and all is gain, for they are mine.

As for me–I rest this day in God.

I do not seek to cast aside the burdens which are mine, to find some easy way to lift the heavy load, to shift to other backs what has found its way upon my own. They are mine, shaped and fashioned in their own sure place-why? I am never sure.

But this I know–I rest this day in God.

from Meditations of the Heart