Imagine two highways. Both of them go somewhere. The battle within the human heart is to decide which one to travel.
The first highway is called the “drive to have” highway. It pushes people to focus on what they can get–a higher salary, a bigger office, larger home, etc. It is a highway where success is seized at any cost.
The second highway is called the “desire to be” highway. It prompts people to think about what they can give and become through their passions, dreams and visions. This highway focuses on being before doing.
In our culture, the first highway is heavily traveled. It is a speedway filled with those who rush to: make a dollar, arrive for the party, be the pro, and look the part of a mover and shaker. It is a highway where fools rush at a break-neck pace. It is also a road strewn with bruised lives, bloodied hearts, broken families, and tormenting addictions.
The second highway is a quiet little road. It is a thoroughfare with some of the same types of driven people. However, on this road, there is only an occasional speeder or racer. This highway has a calm quality about it. People take time to ensure that others come first. It is a highway where meaning replaces the rat race.
Which highway sounds more appealing?
Meaning is not something that you can rush toward. It is not something you stumble across. It is something that is slowly built into your life. You build it out of your affections and loyalties. Meaning is the skeleton that you hang your life upon. It is painful to look back and see the misuse of time spent on a figurative treadmill, realizing the whole process paid no dividends.
It’s time to incorporate rest into your schedule.
Imagine that you receive a prescription with a warning that if it is not taken, you will die. Your whole life depends on it. What is the prescription? You must put the brakes on your hurried, spastic life. Hurry is the greatest enemy of life today. Hurry can destroy your spirit and dilute your passion for life. Carl Jung once wrote, “Hurry is not of the devil; hurry IS the devil.” Being a rushed person, to the point of distraction and preoccupation, does only one thing–it makes the core of your life seem mediocre.
The great danger is not that you may renounce your faith, lose your family, snort a line, or drink till you get blood poisoning (though some do just those things!). It just means that instead of an extraordinary life, where quality moments are embraced, you embrace a mediocre and ordinary existence. I have lived there at times, and it stinks.
Think about it: The first thing that was made holy by God was time. The sanctity of time came first. The sanctity of man came second. The sanctity of space came last. Time was hallowed by God. Space, the Tabernacle, was consecrated by Moses. Even the very use of what we know today as the Sabbath is to celebrate time rather than space–to take a rest in time.
In order to cultivate rest in life, you must understand that rest is an art, not a place. To build rest into your life is the most important appointment on your schedule. Rest is a time to mend the tattered places in your life, to collect all of your stresses and concerns and lay them before your Creator. Then listen, pray and seek His face for your next steps.
The idea of entering into rest is like spending time in a large palace. You may never remember the date or all the furniture in the castle, but you will never forget your moments with the king. Only by cultivating the art of rest will you live within your own personal Sabbath. When you take rest, you rise above a civilization going nuts. God desires for you to enter a time of personal filling, where your life stands still and you embrace a moment with God. There is nothing like it! In the middle of rushing, you can create your own little island, where you enter a harbor with still waters, detach from things, and allow the Restorer to work on your spirit.