Just as Augustine said “Our hearts are restless, until they find their rest in you”. Mankind is in a constant state of restlessness. He is worried about the crime and violence, as the crime rates soar through the roof. He is worried about the economy as the stock market has fallen 40% in 2008 in the U. S.
Man is worried about terrorism as threats of nuclear and biological threats become more likely everyday. He is worried about health as it seems to be harder and harder to take care of yourselves in this rapid pace we are all caught up in.
Restlessness, anxiousness, loneliness, unhealthy ambition, they all seem to steal away our peace and our enjoyment of life.
Restless heart you struggle so
Searching for repose
Looking for that place of rest
That rest man seldom knows
Lonely heart-your grieving so
When will the sadness end
You get back up- to face the world
To just fall back again
Anxious Heart- You worry so
Your trust seems far away
Who can you trust when things go wrong
Who will you trust today
Ambitious heart- it never ends
Will there ever be a time
When you can stop this torrid rush
And place your hand in mine
Hungry heart has found its food
To still this longing soul
To satisfy the heart of man
To make the sinner whole
In Bethlehem the house of bread
Not far from Calvary
I gave my life for you my son
That you could feast on me
As you take off some time for Christmas ask the Lord to give you a hungry heart. Blessed are those who hunger and thirst after righteousness, they will be satisfied. Jesus said he was the true bread from heaven. If we would feast on Him we would never hunger, we would have a satisfied heart.
I will never forget my first Christmas as a Christian. Parris and I were newly married. We had nothing. We lived in a rented travel trailer, we had no money for gifts, but we had Jesus in our lives. Our restless days had ended; we had begun our feast, our great Christmas feast. I worked at the chicken ranch, we had a “Charlie Brown” Christmas tree, we were 2,000 miles from home, but it was the greatest Christmas ever.
And in this mountain
The LORD of hosts will make for all people
A feast of choice pieces,
A feast of wines on the lees,
Of fat things full of marrow,
Of well-refined wines on the lees.
This year come to the Christmas banquet—the banquet of the Lord. You will be satisfied and your heart will be restless no more.