Stop what you are doing. Pay attention. Listen. Adore. Ascribe to the Lord, O Mighty Ones, for this is your participation. Rest is adoration, uniting hearts to fear His name putting all names in their proper place, saying, "Off my back children, The witch is mine!" Rest is everything taken to heart, turned into prayer. Listening to and answering and ascribing Him glory and strength stronger than any of my works. All truths nurtured and affirmed as God's work: our rest. We ride His back like the Pevensies as He breathes life into statues. Return, O my soul, to your rest; for the Lord has dealt bountifully with you. Various lines of this poem were taken from: Psalm 86:11, Psalm 29:1, Psalm 116:7, Eugene Peterson's As Kingfishers Catch Fire, Madeleine L'engle's Ring of Endless Light, and C.S. Lewis The Lion, The Witch, and the Wardrobe
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