Far too often we try to carry the whole world on our shoulders and think that somehow we’re responsible to be more than His little kiddo.
You know those nights, though, when every star in the heavens seems to be twinkling just for us? I was walking through inky blackness the other night and looked up and something inside of me clicked. As I gazed it hit me all over again… I’m not responsible for the whole world. I don’t carry the universe. That’s His job. I’m just here to be His friend who follows His leading and runs wherever He sends. That’s all.
We run around complaining that we just can’t do it all and hold up under the weight of life and He smiles slow and nods His head. “You can’t kiddo. But I can. You were never meant to. It was always my burden.”
And He’s right. We aren’t strong enough to carry the world because our shoulders were never made wide enough. That is and always has been His job.
Maybe the way we can make His load lightest is to simply love Him and be His friend and leave the heavy lifting up to Him. Something makes me think that the load wouldn’t even seem as heavy to Him if He could look down and see our smiling face lifted to heaven so that we could catch just one more glimpse of His face. Maybe for a moment the weight of the world would feel light to Him and our love would lift the burden from His shoulders. #dailysoulmoments #hisburdenislight
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