Have you ever had trouble giving your burdens to God? I definitely have. There's one I've been holding onto for seven years. Last night, this came to me:
I gave to Him my burden;
"Please take care of it, Lord," I said,
Knowing just how gently
I'd cradled and kept it fed.
He took it from my grasp then;
I reached out -- what else to do?
He smiled, looked down at me --
"I will hold it here for you."
"Lord, I shouldn't have done that --
I'll care for it on my own."
But I knew just how much
That pain had made me moan.
"No, My sweet child, I've got it.
Go rest in My peace alone.
You are very weak now,
But I have called you My own."
I turned and smiled at Him;
"You'll take care of it, Lord," I said,
As His hands closed around it,
Beautiful and scarred and red.
~ Grace, February 24th, 2016
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