Hmm not having to work at all to please you, now thats what ‘rest’ means. No wonder ive been tired all my life trying to gain your approval. Being at rest, laying down beside quiet waters, i feel satisfied, at peace with you and at peace with myself. I lay myself down. Im done trying. I trust in your love. Coz u said it will never fail me. You said it will remain when all else fails.

God, you are lovely.

Lord,

Help me.

The Garden of Gethsemane was an olive mill, like a wine press, a place where they trod olives. There our Lord Jesus began his passion. There it pleased God to bruise him, to crush him that fresh oil might flow to all believers from him.

— Matthew Henry

I just want to run to you
And break off the chains
And throw them away
I just want to be so much
And shake off the dust
That turn me to rust
Sooner than later
Id need a saviour
I need a saviour.