“Come to me
and you will find rest.”
We hear this…
and one day, we come, heavy, weary.
Enough ‘done’ to warrant
a collapse, nerves shot, hard to explain—
admit—how we got here.
Until we hear again—
“Come.”
And come to relate to Lazarus.
Weariness and burnout and despair are cousins. They’re related. One can easily lead to the other, and take us nowhere good. It’s important to be proactive, to work into our day spiritual practices that strengthen the life of our soul and ignite our inner vision.
And when we Do Grow Weary, simply to turn to the One who made us, who know us, who calls us his own. And who always seems to have TIME for US, to hear our story and to enter into it in a deep way.
When we grow weary, for whatever reason(s), there really is no time to lose in turning ourselves, our very selves, over to God. To wait upon the Lord.
This features in my BOOK of poems, LONGINGS OF THE SOUL, a poetic response