Today’s Thought: Where do you go to find rest?
Do you not know? Have you not heard? The Lord is the everlasting God, the Creator of the ends of the earth. He will not grow tired or weary, and his understanding no one can fathom. He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak. (Isaiah 40:28-29 NIV)
I’m tired. It’s been a long week and physically, I’ve hit my limit. A good night’s rest, though, and I’ll be good as new in the morning. I remember times when sleep eluded me no matter how tired I was, though. Times when I didn’t think I would ever feel good or new again. Emotional burdens are like that. Unrelenting. Tonight I’m thinking of and praying for those who have burdens that won’t let go long enough for them to find rest. I’m praying for them to say one word to God: “Help.”
In Matthew 11, Jesus says, “Come to me, all you that are weary and are carrying heavy burdens, 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.” (v28-30)
- Come to me. Jesus is not going to chase after us. He isn’t going to track us down and force us to give our problems over to him. Rather, Jesus commands us to come to him when we are wearied and over-burdened; he will give us rest.
- Take my yoke upon you. A yoke is a harness used in farming that fits across two animals and distributes the weight when they pull a heavy load. Jesus says his yoke is easy and light, so we are invited to join him. It won’t add anything to what we’re already carrying, but it will help us carry whatever load we have. Jesus will stay with us, as if we’re yoked together. He will never leave us.
- Learn from me. Jesus’ heart is gentle and humble, and he promises us that in his heart is where we will find rest for our souls. When we come to him, not only do we rest, but we also learn to be more like him. Our hearts change when we abide in his.
Turn to God, share his yoke, and learn to rest in the presence of unconditional love.
Friday Faithful: Songwriter Thomas Dorsey wrote the lyrics to “Precious Lord” in Chicago in 1932 following the death of his wife Nettie and their infant son during childbirth. Dorsey was the first African American elected to the Nashville Songwriters Hall of Fame and the Gospel Music Association’s Living Hall of Fame. Fisk University houses his archives.
Precious Lord, take my hand; lead me on, let me stand; I am tired, I am weak, I am worn. Through the storm, through the night, lead me on to the light. Take my hand, precious Lord, lead me home.