It's Monday and maybe you're already feeling defeated by this week,


 this offer still stands:


 "come to me, all who are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart and you will find rest for you souls.  For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light." Matthew 11:28


Come you, you who are weary to the core, you who's soul feels ripped out and trampled on, you who feels defeated and beat up by life, you who experiences tragedy after tragedy, you who are sick and suffering, you who are straight up burnt out, you who are disappointed by life. 


come.


you.


come.


Rest is still my offer. Rest deep to the core of your bones. Rest deep in the lost places of your heart. Rest in the frantic worrying's of your mind. Rest in the restless stress beats of anxiety.


Rest.


Soul Rest.


So come...


Just come.


Come find rest. Come find me.