Guest blogger Rebekah Benimoff and her son, who lives with diabetes<\/a><\/span>, continue to travel through a rough patch. The long wait for his blood glucose levels to even out is making Rebekah feel rest-less. Today she talks about how she is learning to take time to find rest for the rest-less.<\/em><\/p>\n Some days I run until I’m breathless. I run in the park, straining forward, pushing beyond my own strength, praying\u2013and reaching through the wind to the One who is my help.\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n I run home\u2013more of a brisk walk\u2013up the hill, around the corner, feet pounding in time with every exhale. I fill my belly with fuel for the day and press on, managing medical needs. Calls to doctors and medical supply companies, organizing finances and our home. Not a rushing, no, more of a steady pace to get through the list of priorities.\u00a0 Asked to take breaks along the way to listen to needs and respond. Then, time for more fuel, and I begin to wilt, realizing my need to STOP <\/b>and press in.<\/p>\n This season stretches on, nights broken by multiple blood glucose checks, days punctuated by calls from the school nurse\u2013daily, hourly. Every moment seems to hold difficult decisions to be made: should my man-child push through diabetes symptoms to be at school one class period longer, or should he come home and rest\u2013and later have to make up what he’s missed? Sometimes ketones<\/a> <\/span>make the decision for us.<\/p>\n The weeks fly by and while I take in the beauty of spring, I wonder where time has gone…praying I spent it well, managing the days, rather than using them up. For when I rush through and forget where to find sustenance in the One who IS my strength and wisdom…well, then I find I am all out of breath again.<\/p>\n So I am learning to create moments of connection throughout the day, often around meals. As I nourish my body, I seek to refuel in soul and spirit, too. <\/b><\/p>\n Today’s release was an exercise in soaking…lingering. Leaning back, truly resting. A sweet voice lilted through iTunes:<\/p>\n You dwell in the songs that we are singing<\/i> Our praises, filling up the spaces<\/i> You are the keeper of my heart <\/i><\/p>\n Truth sings out…<\/b><\/p>\n And I’m rest-less,\u00a0<\/i> I’m rest-less,\u00a0<\/i> I want to rest in You<\/b><\/i><\/p>\n ~Audrey Assad<\/span><\/a><\/p>\n I sat up tall and straight, like I was taught, working to sing along. But the song would not ring out until I leaned back, resting fully in the One who is my Peace. I did everything I had been trained to do\u2013yet I couldn’t support the notes until I truly knew the rest and filling of his Presence.<\/p>\n What is it that connects you to God’s presence? What fills you up with love for him, and grants true rest for you?<\/b><\/span><\/p>\n For me, it can be quietness and prayer, or pouring out as I walk and run in nature. It can be worshipful music swelling, my arms lifted high in praise, or sweet moments granted in the midst of chaos. <\/b><\/p>\n Connection can take many forms, but almost always, it requires a purposeful drawing apart. A time to exit the ambient noise of this life and b<\/em>e still<\/i> so I can be filled.\u00a0<\/b><\/p>\n My heart’s cry as I care for my special needs family is that I would focus on relationships\u2013with my husband and children, and my God, too. It is God who “arms me with strength and keeps my way secure.” (Psalm 18:32, NIV). He “aims my way” (The Message), brings focus and wellness. Every moment is an opportunity to connect, and when I respond to His invitation, my whole life becomes a prayer:<\/p>\n I will always be rest-less, until I rest in You. Be my Lord, order my steps. I commit to rest in God my Rock, for you are my Peace in every <\/i>moment.<\/b><\/p>\n Is it sometimes hard for you to find time to rest for the rest-less when the demands of special needs parenting press in? What do you do? Leave your advice about rest for the rest-less in the comment box.<\/p>\n Do you like what you see at DifferentDream.com? You can receive more great content by subscribing to the quarterly Different Dream newsletter and signing up for the daily RSS feed delivered to your email inbox. 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Rebekah Benimoff offers advice about how to find rest for the rest-less.<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":10215,"comment_status":"open","ping_status":"open","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"_et_pb_use_builder":"on","_et_pb_old_content":"[caption id=\"attachment_10215\" align=\"aligncenter\" width=\"333\"]Rest for the Rest-Less<\/h3>\n
Rising to the heavens,<\/i>
Rising to your heart, your heart<\/i><\/p>\n
In between our frailties and everything you are.<\/i><\/p>\n
I’m rest-less, ’til I rest in you\u00a0<\/i>
’til I rest in you\u00a0<\/i><\/p>\n
I’m rest-less, ’til I rest in you\u00a0<\/i>
’til I rest in you, Oh God.\u00a0 <\/i><\/p>\nDo You Need Rest for the Rest-Less Times?<\/h3>\n
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<\/a> Photo Credit: Serge Bertasius at www.freedigitalphotos.net<\/a>[\/caption]\n\nGuest blogger Rebekah Benimoff<\/a> and her son, who lives with diabetes<\/a>, continue to to through a rough patch. The long wait for his blood glucose levels to even out is making Rebekah feel rest-less. Today she talks about how she is learning to take time to find rest for the rest-less.<\/em>\nRest for the Rest-Less<\/h3>\nSome days I run until I'm breathless. I run in the park, straining forward, pushing beyond my own strength, praying\u2013and reaching through the wind to the One who is my help.\u00a0<\/b>\n\nI run home\u2013more of a brisk walk\u2013up the hill, around the corner, feet pounding in time with every exhale. I fill my belly with fuel for the day, and press on, managing medical needs. Calls to doctors and medical supply companies, organizing finances and our home. Not a rushing, no, more of a steady pace to get through the list of priorities.\u00a0 Asked to take breaks along the way to listen to needs and respond. Then, time for more fuel, and I begin to wilt, realizing my need to STOP <\/b>and press in.\n\nThis season stretches on, nights broken by multiple blood glucose checks, days punctuated by calls from the school nurse\u2013daily, hourly. Every moment seems to hold difficult decisions to be made: should my man-child push through diabetes symptoms to be at school one class period longer, or should he come home and rest\u2013and later have to make up what he's missed? Sometimes ketones<\/a> make the decision for us.\n\nThe weeks fly by and while I take in the beauty of spring, I wonder where time has gone...praying I spent it well, managing the days, rather than using them up. For when I rush through and forget where to find sustenance in the One who IS my strength and wisdom...well, then I find I am all out of breath again.\n\nSo I am learning to create moments of connection throughout the day, often around meals. As I nourish my body, I seek to refuel in soul and spirit, too. <\/b>\n\nToday's release was an exercise in soaking...lingering. Leaning back, truly resting. A sweet voice lilted through iTunes:\n\nYou dwell in the songs that we are singing<\/i>\nRising to the heavens,<\/i>\nRising to your heart, your heart<\/i>\n\nOur praises, filling up the spaces<\/i>\nIn between our frailties and everything you are.<\/i>\n\nYou are the keeper of my heart <\/i>\n\nTruth sings out...<\/b>\n\nAnd I'm rest-less,\u00a0<\/i>\nI'm rest-less, 'til I rest in you\u00a0<\/i>\n'til I rest in you\u00a0<\/i>\n\nI'm rest-less,\u00a0<\/i>\nI'm rest-less, 'til I rest in you\u00a0<\/i>\n'til I rest in you, Oh God.\u00a0 <\/i>\n\nI want to rest in You<\/b><\/i>\n\n~Audrey Assad<\/a>\n\nI sat up tall and straight, like I was taught, working to sing along. But the song would not ring out until I leaned back, resting fully in the One who is my Peace. I did everything I had been trained to do\u2013yet I couldn't support the notes until I truly knew the rest and filling of his Presence.\n\nWhat is it that connects you to God's presence? What fills you up with\u00a0 love for him, and grants true rest for you?<\/b><\/span>\n\nFor me, it can be quietness and prayer, or pouring out as I walk and run in nature. It can be worshipful music swelling, my arms lifted high in praise, or sweet moments granted in the midst of chaos. <\/b>\n\nConnection can take many forms, but almost always, it requires a purposeful drawing apart. A time to exit the ambient noise of this life and b<\/em>e still<\/i> so I can be filled.\u00a0<\/b>\n\nMy heart's cry as I care for my special needs family is that I would focus on relationships\u2013with my husband and children, and my God, too. It is God who arms me with strength and keeps my way secure.\" (Psalm 18:32, NIV). He \"aims my way\" (The Message), brings focus and wellness. Every moment is an opportunity to connect, and when I respond to His invitation, my whole life becomes a prayer:\n\nI will always be rest-less, until I rest in You. Be my Lord, order my steps. I commit to rest in God my Rock, for your are my Peace in every <\/i>moment.<\/b>\n
Do You Need Rest for the Rest-Less Times?<\/h3>\nIs it sometimes hard for you to find time to rest for the rest-less when the demands of special needs parenting press in? What do you do? Leave your advice about rest for the rest-less in the comment box, and check out more of Rebekah's writing at her blog, Just Me Mama<\/a>.\n\nDo you like what you see at DifferentDream.com? You can receive more great content by subscribing to the quarterly Different Dream newsletter and signing up for the daily RSS feed delivered to your email inbox. You can sign up for the first in the pop up box and the second at the bottom of this page.<\/em>\n\nSave<\/span>","_et_gb_content_width":"2880","footnotes":""},"categories":[3559,3615,3583],"tags":[3853,3840,3705,1927,3863,3864],"class_list":["post-10214","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","has-post-thumbnail","hentry","category-different-dream","category-encouragement","category-spiritual-support","tag-diabetes","tag-exhaustion","tag-guest-blogger","tag-rebekah-benimoff","tag-rest","tag-rest-less"],"yoast_head":"\n