Rest for the Weary

a Poem by Renee Joy

Oh, weary shattered worker

So tired from this day.

So worn from all your striving,

I fear you've lost your way.

Tis not your Lord's intention

For your hands and heart to be,

Beaten down and battered

Like the waves upon the sea.

Come rest before your Shepherd

Lay down your goals and plans.

And find renewed refreshment

In your Savior’s loving hands.

This work you’ve called a ministry

You’ve tried to bear alone.

But can’t you see that life in Christ

Is more than what you’ve known?

Sit down awhile and look upon

He you work so hard to serve.

He’s born the Cross and bears for all

The scars that we deserve.

Does not He have the right to choose

Just how His work is done?

For is He not Creator God

And Lord of everyone?

So, stop your toils and return now

To His beloved rest.

For as you do, you'll find for you

His love, His peace, His best.

Jesus said,  “Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you’ll recover your life. I’ll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won’t lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you’ll learn to live freely and lightly.”  Matthew 11:28-30 (The Message)