"It's all about surrender, Giving up and Being still ..?"

"It's all about surrender, Giving up and Being still ..?"

Yes Friends ...

If only "It's all about surrender, Giving up and Being still ...?"

"The work-longer trend is noticeable everywhere. ...close to 70 and more keep working. ... "
Looks like this trend is there very much and will 'continue with the young too! ....
"Is there no rest for the weary?" you ask ...

Some say it's rules and regulations
And trying to always be right
No room for mistakes in the choices we make
For only the strong survive

But it's not about perfect performance
Or resolution of will
It's all about surrender
Giving up
Being still

The Father always starts
With a willing heart
Open to how He moves
As His Spirit is poured
He will do so much more
Than we dreamed He could do

Out here its live and learn,
So you can rush and earn,
A peice of this pie.
It's work today and rest tomorrow,
But it's never tomorrow.
Untill we die.

We strive to find contentment,
And so often we miss it,
When it's knocking at the door.
We're too busy to open up,
Busy with other stuff,
So we go on as before.

In fact, There is no rest for the weary.

Even 'blessed people' like my wife and myself - who are worn-out must continue to work! (a situation in which a tired person has to do more work.) By the time my wife finished with the cooking for we two and myself, simply reading and with friends like you on the 'Net' and occasionally doing the laundry, it becomes so late she had to begin cooking supper and me getting ready with stories for the grandchildren!

Then,
I close my eyes, only for a moment, and the moment's gone
All my dreams, pass before my eyes, a curiosity!
Dust in the wind, all they are is dust in the wind.
Same old song, just a drop of water in an endless sea!

All we do, crumbles to the ground, though we refuse to see
Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
[Now] Don't hang on, nothing lasts forever but the earth and sky
It slips away, and all your money won't another minute buy.

Dust in the wind, all we are is dust in the wind
Dust in the wind, everything is dust in the wind.

There's no rest for the weary indeed!

Regards
--
Subrahmanian SH
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