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b'The sun beat down on my back. Was I going the right way? Sweat poured down my face, stinging my eyes. I had known the journey was going to be hard, but I didn\\u2019t expect it to be\\u2014confusing. As I trudged down the path, I squinted to see what lay ahead. Was that? No. Not again. A moan escaped my throat as my feet came to a crossroads. Another choice. I dropped my pack to the ground. This would take all my energy.\\nI knelt on the dusty road and prayed, \\u201cLord, you are Sovereign. I want to honor you in all I do. Help me choose.\\u201d The sound of water found my ear, and I looked up. There, only a few steps from the path, was a stream. I stumbled over to it and drank. The water was cold and delicious, cooling my travel-weary throat and rinsing the dust from my fingers. I felt my muscles start to relax; the water felt so good.\\n\\u201cNo,\\u201d I thought. I snapped myself to a standing position. That was enough. I didn\\u2019t have time for more than that. I needed to make the decision about the fork in the road. It was my fault I didn\\u2019t start my journey earlier in the day. It was my fault I didn\\u2019t have time to rest by the stream. I was too tired. If I lingered, it would just get harder to move on.\\nSo I pulled my weary self back up to the road, with one last longing glance at the stream. \\u201cWhich way?\\u201d I asked again, impatient this time. I squeezed my fingers to my temples, squinting down each path. \\u201cWhich one?\\u201d I was exhausted. So exhausted. Couldn\\u2019t He see I was exhausted? I needed an answer\\u2014now! Maybe He was letting me use my intellect. I searched for clues. The path on the left had berry bushes, but I couldn\\u2019t tell if they were good for food or if they\\u2019d make me sick. The path on the right had no berry bushes. I chose the right and asked God for strength.\\n\\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Wait.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d I heard a voice like wind. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Go back to the stream.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d I hesitated. Then the voice said, \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Come to me. Let me refresh you.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d I was confused. \\u201cBut what about the journey?\\u201d I asked. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153There\\u2019s time,\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d the voice replied. \\xe2\\u20ac\\u0153Take a rest.\\xe2\\u20ac\\x9d After a moment of deliberation, I walked back over to the stream and drank deeply. \\u2022 Hannah Howe\\n\\u2022 Jesus is the Good Shepherd who guides us, and He gives us living water (John 4:10-14; 7:37-39; 10:10-18). Through the cross, He has made it possible for us to enter His rest. How might Jesus be inviting you to rest in Him today? \\nHe makes me lie down in green pastures, he leads me beside quiet waters, he refreshes my soul. Psalm 23:2-3a (NIV)\\n\\xa0\\nRead Verses:\\nJohn.14.1-John.14.21'