Thursday, January 10, 2008

A Light Burden

When I think of surrender, images of grass huts in Africa or high rise apartments in the inner city flood my mind. If I take that dangerous step and tell God I'll be completely His, will He ask me to do something scary for Him? I once was afraid God would call me to be a single missionary; now, I'm afraid He'll ask me to live in anonymity scrubbing floors for the rest of my life. Do these types of fears hold you back too? Reckless trust (as Brennan Manning calls it) or Radical Obedience (Lysa Terkeurst): these words convey the adventure and abandon that come with surrender. We stand back on the edge of the wide open, hovering near the precipice of that leap of faith, fear of the unknown gripping us and pulling us back.

Don't worry. I WILL get to the thankful part. Bear with me.

The phone rings with some new opportunity for service and because I want to do everything for Jesus (though I haven't actually asked Him about it), I immediately say "yes." Before I know it, burdens are piling up around me, and soon I feel overwhelmed. I cry out, "God, why do you place such heavy burdens on me? I can't carry all of this? I am so weary all the time."

And He gently answers,

Matthew 11:28-29 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”


I am weary because I have not been walking in stride with Jesus. I am burdened because I have taken on things He never meant for me to carry. His burden is light and His yoke is easy. There's no fear of what He might ask me to do because He will give me rest and He cares for this little soul of His.

Thank You Jesus for Your rest. For your light burdens and for your easy yoke.



For more thankful hearts today, visit Lynn at Unequal Marriage.

9 comments:

Heather said...

Aah, knowing that He will carry our burdens when we allow Him, not pushing Himself on us, but waiting for us to realize our utter need for Him.

Have a blessed day!

Denise said...

Really great post.

Vicki said...

Girlfriend, as the kids used to say, "I feel ya".. I think you've expressed much of what many of us feel but dare not admit:-) Aren't you glad His grace is so sufficient?! Wow. He's all we need. Thank you for the huge dose of encouragement today!

love you,
Vicki

Cheryl said...

"Come to me" I love those words. You have a great TT list. Thanks for sharing. God Bless!

Marsha said...

I loved your post, Heather. I am a missionary that is stateside. However, I have a daughter and her family that are missionaries in Kenya - not a good place to be right now. I also have a new granddaughter that is 2 months old that I've never met that is over there. She may be 1 or 2 until I get to hold her for the first time.

When God calls you to something, whether it be foreign missions or serving locally in our churches, His yoke is always light, and His grace is always plentiful to help us through those hard times, like trusting Him for the safety of my family in Kenya.

Blessings to you dear sister.

zamejias said...

This has always been a source of comfort and relief for me and my family. My father loves this one a lot.

Happy TT.

Susan said...

Hi Heather,

Happy TT! Sorry I'm so late getting over here.

Loved your post.

Thank GOD He is there to help carry our burdens.

We just need to keep yoked up to him.

Blessings to you.

Tiffany Stuart said...

This verse is popping up everywhere along my path. I guess I need to really ask the Lord, "Are you talking to me?" I think he is.

Thanks for being his vessel for me today. I'm listening...

Rest in him, my friend. I'm trying.

Lynn said...

Hi Heather,

I know exactly how you feel. I have come to learn that about every six months the Lord asks me to reevaluate and prune stuff from my life.

Lord, See my friend Heather. Grant her clarity about her future service. Direct her path and allow her time for rest. In Jesus name, Amen

Love you my friend. Lynn