Ferlor Angel G. Rodriguez | Matthew 11:28

“I’m tired” I kept whispering to myself.

“Just wanna sleep, relax, breathe in fresh air. Rest”

“But how?” my flesh asked.

“I don’t know. If I do, I’m already in a bask.”

‘Twas all I wanted, dreamt for so long

Deadweight brought this thought, I frown

Was convinced my repose is in zilch

Then dream of foods and of course, the beach.

But the more I longed, the greater I’m vexed

Then I realized my eyes need fixing

To the unbefitting, I’ve fastened my gaze

“Oh God, mend me,” I started praying.

He answered! He did. He is able!

Operated my sight, made them stable

To focus on Him, on His love and grace

Not on the labor, not on the weariness.

Cured, revived, bettered, innerved

Found that rest in God’s embrace

Convicted, corrected, reminded

Hebrews 12:2 is all it takes.

Hence, when stress begins to knock

“Lord, it’s here again” I’ll bid Above

He’ll smile and say, “Come, my love.

Rest in Me, I’ll take care of that.”

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Ferlor Angel G. Rodriguez is a science instructor at JHCSC-Main. She wrote the following about herself:

Called to serve. Gifted to teach. Nurtured to write. Transformed like a butterfly.