Ryan Bush:

Come unto me all ye that labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn of me for I am meek and lowly in heart, and ye shall find rest unto your souls. The meaning of rest is to rest again, to cease from, to rest thoroughly. Rest again is the word for today. We are not promised smooth roads, but rough. When things are smooth, we should look up in the light and thanksgiving, thinking of them as breathing spaces rather than as the normal condition of things. Rough roads make it certain that we shall often come to our Lord for rest. Our dear Lord will never be surprised by our Amy Carmichael.

Ryan Bush:

My soul looks back to see the burdens thou didst bear when hanging on the cursed tree and knows her guilt was there. Believing, we rejoice to see the curse removed. We bless the lamb with cheerful voice and sing his bleeding love. Isaac Watts.

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