“All I mean to imply is that, other things being equal, a heroic figure at rest has a greater transporting power than one which is shown in action.”
-Aldous Huxley, Heaven and Hell
I think this is less about the transcendent nature of indolence, with which I totally disagree, and more about the transcendent nature of vulnerability. Hermes at rest or fastening his sandal is an immortal on the verge of mortality. He is closer to us in that moment when his sandal is falling off or when he needs to catch his breath than he is slipping at speed from one world to another.
God at Rest is the outstretched hand. God at Rest is capable of hearing our cries in the night. God at Rest understands what it is to live in the flesh. God at Rest isn’t so very far removed from us after all.