Are You Resting Like a Slave or Free Son?

Does life sometimes feel like a relentless toil? A constant pressure to perform, produce, measure up, with barely a moment to breathe? We know we should rest, but often it feels like a luxury we can't afford, or even when we stop, our minds keep racing. Have you ever considered why rest can feel so difficult or even guilt-inducing? Could it be that we're sometimes living more like slaves under a demanding master than free children of a loving Father?