He wears a towel over his shoulder. He says it gives him special confidence when cooking.  

Sometimes we make up new recipes together... and try things like meatball soup. (No, I've never heard of it either - it must be an Indian thing.)

He catches me taking pictures (that was my contribution to the dinner menu for the evening), and throws a cute smile my way. (Stud.)

We improvise. We experiment. We do crazy things.

And we're thankful.

Thankful to be together...

And thankful for selftimers.

(I may or may not have put the camera on the bathroom toilet for that shot. Yes - it was clean. Thank you, JESUS for small apartments.)

Recently, God's been teaching me a lot about rest. (Again?? Didn't we already go through this?? Yeah yeah... I'm a slow learner!) What it is. What it isn't. How it's done.

Now, I'm a list girl. Grocery lists. To-Do lists. Things to pack lists. Thing to clean lists. Things to do someday lists.

So naturally, simply adding "rest" to my list of to-dos seemed completely logical. (Cause I'm completely logical most of the time - thanks for that, dad!)

But I found that when I sat down to "rest and relax" it was one more thing to get done... it wasn't rest. It didn't feel like taking a break. And when it didn't feel like I was accomplishing my to-do list... it turned to guilt. Guilt because I had to get stuff done... Guilt because I wasn't getting anything done. Guilt because I need to get stuff done in order to be feel accomplished today!

Oh wait. Now I have a guilt list.

 So much for rest.

Psalm 94: 19 says, "When my anxious thoughts multiply within me, Your consolations delight my soul." 

Rest isn't a thing to do. It's a state of mind.

"Be still, and know that I am God."

"Come to Me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest."

"My presence shall go with you, and I will give you rest."

I am not defined by the things I get done. I am not defined by how clean my house is. I am not defined by how well my business runs. I am not defined by the clothes I wear or the food I eat.

I am defined by Christ. I am His and He is mine.

Today I'm setting down guilt, and picking up rest instead. Will you join me?