Sometimes we get overworked and we hear about one more problem and we shrink beneath our load of care. I hope you will read this poem that I wrote and find hope and strength to walk to the Saviour and have Him lift your burdens.
Underneath A Load of Care
Underneath a load of care, one more ounce I cannot bear.
The issues of each day abound and their duties and weight compound.
Sinking low into life’s sands, I feel the brush of someone’s hand.
My tired body is lifted up and an invitation Christ bids, with Him to sup.
While at His table He gives me food and reminds me of all that He’s done that’s good.
He spoke gently of the load He bore and instructed me not to be burdened anymore.
I left my load behind today; His light yoke I will bring along the way.
This victory in Him to live, ask for it and He will give!
Jesus in heaven is waiting for you to give your load to Him too.
Matthew 11:28-30 Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
© The Ministry Mama 2010