There was no rest for Him on the night He was betrayed and arrested; the night he stood silent before the Council and Pilate, and was mocked, beaten, scorned and led as a lamb.
Just that evening He had shared with His disciples what was about to happen. He was clear that His body was to be broken, His blood was to be spilled. He set his face like flint upon the work He had come to do and just as this final Passover drew to a close, He knew His time was near.
And after they had sung a hymn He went out to pray in Gethsemane. There, in the darkest garden, His closest disciples slept when there was no time for rest.
He had come to do the work of his Father and His time had come.
Work and rest have been essential parts of life since the beginning of time. God set them in place and demonstrated them Himself. Christ came and exemplified what work and rest should look like.
On this night, there was no time to rest. He had work to do.
And through His work, we come to Him and find rest for our souls.
We are to follow Him ~ this way of the cross; this is the 'work' that we have to do. We are told it is few who will actually go this way of the One who humbled Himself, but those who do, experience His rest.