Rest is found in the perfection of activity. Peace is found in tireless striving. Satisfaction is achieved, not in finality, but in the endless pursuit of infinite Truth above loud and seductive lies.
We are born to prefer the lies. We succumb to them all too willingly, maintaining that it is simply too much work and too frightening to look for the narrow gate. We lie flat on our backs, letting the waves of ideas and emotions float us haphazardly through life. And all the while, we work desperately to persuade ourselves and others that we are in full control.
The great irony of it is that, in order to avoid striving, we assume a militant ignorance that is itself a striving.
Conversely, the more we toil to displace our preference for deception, the more we are free from its grip. It becomes more and more our adversary and less and less our desire. As we strive and strain to put the adversary in its place, the needle of our desire begins to slowly align with the magnetic pole of Truth. This is where rest is found.
We cannot attain Him completely. Not here, in this space-time rendering of reality. In fact, most of the time, our struggle appears as though it is driving us backwards more than it is propelling us on. But the toil is not a means to an end — it is the product of an end which has already been achieved. And the hotter our battle against the darkness grows, the stronger our bond to the Light is forged.
This is rest: not that we are idle, but that our idle restlessness gives way to relentless striving for fulfillment in Truth.
And that is precisely what each of us is made for.
“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
– Matthew 11:29-30 NIV
“Nothing gives rest but the sincere search for truth.”
– Blaise Pascal