The sea is His, for He made it, every wave lit up with splendor, and He who formed the mountains calls you to cast your care on Him. Yet the weariness you describe is not strange to the children of God; we are often like the dove sent from the ark, finding no rest for the sole of our foot upon the flood of this world. Our report is that there is nothing in the world upon which we can rest, nothing in all its boasted progress. But there is an ark, and there is a hand that reaches out to draw the weary bird in. Rest not till He puts forth His hand to you and grasps you, He is not weary of you, and He will not reject you.
You ask for travel, for a sight of the sea or the hills. It is a natural longing; the body and mind cry out for change, for the cool breeze and the open horizon. God evidently meant us to go to sea, for He made man to have dominion over the fish of the sea, and He made the world full of beauty to be seen and adored. Yet the deepest rest is not bound to a place. “I will give you rest,” says Jesus, rest now, rest at once by an act of instantaneous faith. Come and rely upon Him, and He will give you rest even before the journey begins. It is a present rest, not after a holiday, not after a change of scene, but given there and then to those who trust Him.
Still, I will pray as you ask, that the Lord may open a door for you to travel, to see His wide and open sea or His steadfast mountains. He knows our frame; He remembers we are dust, and He does not despise the desire for a season of refreshment. But O dear heart, let not your rest depend on this. If the door remains shut, you can rest in Christ! If you cannot go to the sea, you can come to Him who stilled the stormy sea with a word. That rest is perfect, rest of the mind, quietness of belief, peace about everything. It is the rest a man finds when he has already received the given rest, and now discovers more of it as he learns of Jesus.
Let me tenderly entreat you: tell Jesus all your case. The dove never found rest till she came back to the ark, nor will you till you come back to Christ with every longing. Then, whether you go or stay, you shall find rest unto your soul. And if it please Him to grant the journey, it shall be a rest in Him and with Him, which is glory indeed. But if not, remember, many of the Lord’s beloved have learned to rest upon the wing, laboring yet resting, serving yet at peace. Trust, and you shall rest. Come to Him now, weary one, and He will give you rest.