It seems as if a million things all happen at once. Deadlines are looming, meetings are scheduling up and the papers are piling up, and files are growing heavier. Rest doesn’t seem to come easy.
And then there are the things I carry around in my heart, on my mind throughout the day and into the dark of night. Those concerns for those I love – the hurts, the uncertainties, the seeming endless list of questions – all sap my emotional energy. There are times I feel so weak, as if I couldn’t take another step.
A number of years ago, darkness seemed to surround me even in the daylight hours. All I wanted to do was stay buried beneath the blankets because just getting dressed for the day took all my energy. One day a sweet friend prayed Psalm with me, reminding my faint heart of His promise. I knew that no matter how bleak the day may seem, no matter how drained my body and my mind and my heart might be , all I had to do was ask . . . ask my Abba Father, my Daddy, to carry me.
No matter where you are, He will hear you. No matter how deep in the cave you find yourself, He will carry you. He will lift you high into His outstretched arms.
When you can’t take another step . . .
He is your place of safety.
He is your place of peace.
Rest in Him.
Rest in Him with a listening heart.
He hears and He listens.
Give Him your worries and your problems and your concerns.
It doesn’t mean they will instantly go away, but it does mean you have Someone to share them with. Someone who will give you peace beyond all understanding.