In my own life I've usually found that anxiety is a hand-holding friend with worry. And worry often comes from being plain old tired and burdened down. And also from the feeling that I should do what people expect of me...I really, really love to please people. "What if I can't carry any more and someone gives me a big old rock to hold?" Duh. Don't take the rock, Dixie!
A while ago I read something in the Bible that really resonated with where my heart and spirit was at...it's Jesus words from Matthew 11...
"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."I don't see a lot of yokes in my daily life so I decided to read it in a more modern version...this is from a translation by Eugene Peterson...
"Are you tired? Worn out? Burned out on religion? Come to me. Get away with me and you'll recover your life. I'll show you how to take a real rest. Walk with me and work with me—watch how I do it. Learn the unforced rhythms of grace. I won't lay anything heavy or ill-fitting on you. Keep company with me and you'll learn to live freely and lightly."Isn't that beautiful? Especially the phrase "unforced rhythms of grace"... I really want to think about that.
5 comments:
how perfectly worded, Dix - why do we seem to make things that could be so easy ... so HARD?
All we have to do is look UP instead of in.
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Great post Dix. And I will add to that anxiety the uselessness of regret. I have decided to let all regrets go. There is nothing that you can do about it now, and kicking yourself only brings you down. Boy that Jesus, he is something, still relevant after 2000 years. I love him!:)
Now, doesn't that painting just evoke a feeling of fast moving, positive energy? Kind of like your words...great post, Dix...
Thank you for this . You write beautifully . I love reading
' The Message '
Jesus is the closest most kind loving gentle friend . To think he would care about my little problems but then I remember he has every hair on my head numbered and he knows when a sparrow falls .
Dixie,I just love your blog.What a beautiful,inspiring post.Some of my favorite scripture as well!
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