"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." Matthew 11:28-30 NIV
(I digressed into looking for the NASB 1977, then the 1971, versions, my first Bible for memorization purposes. Funny, Lord, how the versions over time have changed; e.g., "weary and heavy-laden" is the way I recall this verse.)
I am weary and burdened, Father God. Even in my weariness, I think about the Lord's Prayer/Our Father, and pray that Your name would be "hallowed" in my situation. I still cry easily, and grieve the reputational damage the "administrative leave" has caused me. However, for the sheer heaviness of my burden, I am NOT in competition with the many people in the world suffering from the wildfires in Maui, the extreme heat in the South, the kidnapping in Haiti (thankfully now resolved), the deaths from COVID and inadequate health care, and the many crimes against humanity perpetrated by evil people and especially those in power. Small potatoes, my little burden.
I think I will squeeze in my Spanish lesson before noon for the extra points. Keep me in Your yoke, Lord, because it is easy and light.
Amen.
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