I had the perfect plan on paper. I knew the exact amount of time I was going to spend on each project that I had taken up. But then, life happened while I was busy making those plans. A few weeks ago Fever entered the prohibited territory, the uninvited 'guest' snuck in and made itself comfortable without a warning. 3 weeks on, I'm still recovering from it.
'Go on Moses, I'll send an angel with you.' 'Nothing doing, If you are not coming, I'm not moving an inch!' 'OK, I'll come with you and I'll give you rest.' 'Glad to hear that. Don't think I would have moved out without you.'
What an awesome promise given by the God of all creation! Of all the things that He could have given, why did He give REST?