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You are tired.
You are weary.
Weary of being slapped by
the waves of broken dreams.
Weary of being stepped on
and run over in the endless marathon to the top.
Weary of trusting in
someone only to have that trust returned in an envelope with no returning
address.
Weary of staring into the
future and seeing only futility.
What steals our childhood
zeal?...
It is this weariness that
makes the words of the Carpenter so compelling. Listen to them. “Come to Me, all you who labour and are heavy laden, and I will give
you rest” (Matthew 11:28).
Come to Me… The
invitation is to come to Him. Why Him?
He offers the invitation
as a penniless rabbi in an oppressed nation. He has no connections with the
authorities in Rome. He hasn’t written a best-seller or earned a diploma.
Yet, He dares to look into
the leathery faces of farmers and tired-faces of housewives and offer rest. He looks
into the disillusioned eyes of a bartender and makes this paradoxical promise: “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.”
The people came. They came
out of the cul-de-sacs and office complexes of their existence and He gave
them, not religion, not doctrine, not systems, but rest.
As a result, they called
Him Lord.
As a result, they called Him
Saviour.
Not so much because of what He said, but because of
what He did.
What He did on the Cross during six hours, one Friday.
[From
Six Hours One Friday by Max Lucado]
THINK BIG.
START SMALL. GO DEEP.
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