One vacation my hubby and I decided we were going to drive a stretch of the BRP. It was early and we had the road to ourselves. The smoke on the mountains settled and made it beautiful for picture taking. And then suddenly and I mean SUDDENLY, we hit a wall of fog.

We don't use the word "rest" much. These days we say we need a break, we can't wait for vacation, or we're taking a long weekend. But rest? Mostly we use that word when we're bugging our kids to eat the rest of their vegetables! That rest means, what's left. THAT is not God's rest.