The Self-Reliant Lamb

I am obviously not a poet (see exhibit A below)…just jotting down just a few thoughts that have been swirling around in my mind today!

Weary and worn

Feeling condemned and ashamed

No one can see…

For what will they think of me?

Tired of being strong and pulling others along.

My self-reliance has become a burden that I refuse to give to Jesus.

“Come to me, all ye who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”

But every time I lay it down, I pick it back up, for the power of self seems best.

The enemy whispers, “Pull yourself up by your bootstraps. Continue on, for you have been the strong one all along.”

But God…

He sees through the Wonder Woman facade.

With a heart of compassion, he pulls me in like a tired little lamb that keeps getting lost.

He tells me my shoulders were not made to carry the weight of the world…it comes at too high a cost.

Praise Jesus! I was made with limitations that cause me to lean on the capable and everlasting arms of my Savior. 

I have One in heaven who bore my cross. He’s interceding for me and patiently bringing me back each time I wander off.