The words stack on my back.
“You’re not good enough…”
“You shouldn’t be that way…”
“You’re letting everyone down…”
I bend with the weight.
Ache and groan.
Is this the cross I have to bear?
Then One comes and whispers,
“Beloved, I didn’t put those there.”
He lifts each one, sets it aside, and says instead…
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
I’m hard on myself.
His yoke is easy.
I weigh myself down with impossible expectations.
His burden is light.
I stand up, loosen shoulders, breathe deep of grace,
and walk again with my heart held high.
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