Pour out all your worries and stress upon him and leave them there, for he always tenderly cares for you. 1 Peter 5:7 TPT
Have you ever tried to carry too much? I have this thing about making two trips so I will pile my arms so full that it’s really silly. I know it would be healthier, but my mind says, I’m not coming back for one more thing, I can do this.
I’ve become so accustomed to doing things myself, that even if Walt is with me, I try to do it alone. Isn’t that silly? Why won’t I ask for help? I even tried to move a king sized mattress last night only to discover I couldn’t do it alone. I almost cried thinking, I must be getting old. No, I just needed help.
There are times when I struggle with something that seems so huge, I tend to wrap myself around it so there’s no room in my hands for anything else. I hear the Lord saying to me, ‘Let go of what’s in your hands and lift them to me. Don’t allow this thing to occupy the place only I have rights to. Give me access by praising me. Lift up my name! This is not the time to be weary but to rejoice. You weren’t meant to carry this load but I can’t pick it up until you lay it down.’
Ok God, I hear you loud and clear. I lay it in your capable hands and hear you say, ‘I’ve got this!’ Now for the easy part, loving on you. Now that my hands are empty I can hold your hand as you lead me to our secret place. Such peace I’ve found in you. I love you Lord.