Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest.
Good Morning Friends,
Today was the first morning in many months that the Lord stirred me from slumber so that I would recognize that He had put a scripture upon my heart. “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest.” Repeating over and over again in my head until I knew I had to get up and listen for what the Lord was sharing with me.
I had an amazing childhood. Grew up in a small midwest town, in a stable home where dad worked outside the home and mom stayed home with us kids. We were not wealthy by any stretch of the imagination but I always felt secure. I grew up in a little bit of “Leave It to Beaver” heaven, for those of us who are old enough to remember that TV show.
Life was good. I walked to elementary school. Played outside in the summer until I either had to go home to eat or good to bed. Knew I had to behave no matter where I was because all of the neighborhood parents had authority over us kids. Rode bikes, played hide and seek, used our imaginations constantly, and lived really not fearing anything.
And then I grew up………heavy sigh. Responsibilities, bills, children, laundry, pets, house, and on and on the list goes.
If you will notice in the picture above, all of the adults are looking at the camera like we are suppose to do when we are getting our picture taken. I am the only one looking away from the camera and looking at my parents. The awful thing about being an adult is that we have to be a grown up! A child, one in a stable life, can be just that….a child. As a child my source of security, comfort, support, provision was my parents and I looked to them when I needed anything and the world had no issue with my dependency because I was a child. As an adult the messages from the world are: be independent, stand on your own two feet, look to no one for anything, be strong and those messages can create a very lonely and cold place to exist.
Jesus reaches out His hand to us and calls us from the demands of an adult world to the security of a stable family. I like that. I like that I can stop being the “strong one” and fall apart in His arms. I like that I can tell our Lord that, “the kids are being mean to me” and His eyes of love shine bright as He looks into my face and loves me beyond measure. I like that with Jesus I can stop looking at the camera and I can look at Him.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened and I will give you rest.”