How heavy is your bag?
I see a man head down forehead resting on his left palm. His heart and gut wrenched by yet another religious obligation to fulfill. Will he ever arrive? Will his efforts ever be enough? Just in front of him is a translucent window almost literal to my eye. Through a thin plane of eternal glass I see on the other side of this temporal man’s life the crucified Christ, who for the joy set before him endures the cross.
If only he would look up. If only he could see no religious plod will do in the light of Christ’s burden exchange.
Do you ever feel the weight of life pulling you down? I encourage you to take sometime this weekend to set aside every weight. Come to God first to listen. …be quick to listen, slow to speak, and slow to get angry. (James 1:19)
Hike, mountain bike, or walk the dog. Don’t give in or give up. Just take a moment to remember. Throw the door open and get outside. And if you are fueled by family support gather at the table with close friends or family. Play a round of golf and slow down to enjoy a meal.
On Thursday I did both golf with Jared and Lauren followed by a meal with a group of college students. Around the table we gather. Our hearts leave stronger. We call these nights at the table and in the living room “family time” in my home. Ashley led out in worship and the United Pursuit song hit home. I’ve included the link for you. We did the dishes together afterward and as you may already know the best conversations happen while washing dishes.
Take a Moment
Psalm 3:3 But you, Lord, are a shield around me, my glory, the One who lifts my head high.
Just let it happen.
