Like a weaned child is my soul within me. - David
I can only hope that that kind of relaxation and restfulness and peace would wash over me this day. To say with the Psalmist that I won't concern myself with matters too wonderful for me. To let go of all that speaks of TRYING.
Relax me, Lord.
Quite the storms that rage around me.
Whisper "Peace be still" to my heart.
Sing over me your songs of deliverance.
Cradle me in your Abba-arms.
Come, Lord. Come quickly, Lord Jesus.
I relax into your relaxed heart.