REST

The garden continues to come to life after it's long, cold and wet Winter rest, something new everyday

Rest

There is no music in 'rest', but there is the making of music in it.

In our whole life melody, the music is broken off here and there by 'rests'

and we foolishly think

we have come to the end of the tune.

God allows a time of forced leisure, sickness, disappointed plans,

frustrated efforts that make a sudden pause

in the choral hymn of our lives,

and we lament that our voice must be silent and

our part missing in the music

which forever goes up to the ear of the Creator.

How does the musician read the rest?

See him beat the time with unwavering count and

catch up the next note true and steady

as if no breaking place had come inbetween.

Not without design does God write the music of our lives -

but be it ours to learn the time

and not be dismayed at the 'rests'.

They are not to be slurred over nor to be omitted,

nor to destroy the melody, nor to change the keynote.

If we look up, God Himself will beat the time for us.

With our eye on Him,

we shall strike the next note full and clear.