Tonight I drove around the city I’ve known inside out for my whole life in the quiet hours of the night. It was so beautiful. The rain was slowing to a drizzle, only a few lonely people walking the streets, the lights turning from green to yellow to red to green. Everything was so chaotic and intricate yet so inescapably still. 

I had this epiphany. But it was the strangest thing, I felt like I came to some huge realization, to some sort of conclusion, some sort of answer. Yet there was nothing. No realization, no conclusion, no answer. Just stillness. And I realized that there is no realization, no conclusion. 

Life is insanely complex yet so painfully simple. 

God is funny like that. We can never quite grasp his love, understand his creation. But his love is so simple. So still. 

God says in Mark 6: “Come with me by yourselves to a quiet place and get some rest” 

Sometimes I confuse rest with clarity. I find myself yearning for answers, for clarity, for conclusions for things that aren’t supposed to be concluded. When really, I just need rest. Rest is beautiful because it is peace without the need for answers. It is compromise with a struggling universe. It is simplicity in the face of complexity. 

Tonight I realized I don’t need answers all the time, God will reveal that to me when it’s time. I need rest in him. Utterly simple, lovely peace. 

I love you God, you always shake my world in the gentlest ways. 

 This accompanied my thoughts well tonight ^