Coming to a place of rest
COME REST, FOR TOMORROW IS WAITING Come, rest. Let your
shoulders drop. You
don’t have to carry
it all. I wasn’t expecting this, but the week has been about travelling. I have been dipping into John O’Donohue’s blessing For the Traveller, from Benedictus: A Book of Blessings, and finding some unexpected resonance along the way. And yes, tomorrow is another day.