Need Help? Cast Your Burden on the Lord

I carry a burden. One of my own making. A distance in a relationship I treasure. Instead of holding my tongue, I said rude, unnecessary words, causing hurt. I’ve done it more than once.

And while I asked for and received forgiveness, the wound remains. “I need a break,” I hear. Guilt and remorse flood my heart and mind, threatening my peace and joy. I keep returning to what I could have, should have, done.

What can I, should I do now? I worry about it, fretting, certain nothing will ever be the same. I drive myself crazy.

In my current Bible study, Broken and Redeemed, I find the answer in Psalm 55:22, Cast your burden on the Lord, and he will sustain you. 

Cast My Burden

To cast my burden means to

  • remove
  • throw away
  • get rid of

And isn’t that exactly what I want to do?

My burden is heavy. It tires me. Makes me bone-weary. Irritated. Worried. My entire countenance shows that I carry a burden. I want to throw it away, get rid of it forever. I want to separate it from me as far as the east is from the west.

But no matter what I do, the burden returns. Even when I try to put it out of my mind with a trip to the beach, losing myself in a book, or buying new shoes, it follows, robbing me of the peace and joy I seek.

Since I can’t rid myself of my burden, I long for someone to help me. Relieve the stress, fear, restless spirit my burden causes me.

Who can I share this burden with? Where can I go for help?

The Lord. He willingly takes my burden, but I must be willing to give it to Him. Cast it not just anywhere, but to Him.

But He does more than remove my burden.

Need Help? Cast Your Burden on the Lord
He Sustains Me

Sustain means He

  • comforts
  • helps
  •  assists
  •  encourages
  •  supports
  • gives strength to
  • buoys up
  • carries
  • heartens

The burden causes sorrow, regret, fear, confusion. God understands my feelings, and He comforts me. I can bring my burden to Him with tears and remorse, and God offers patience, love, and mercy. He reminds me of His faithfulness and goodness in past troubles and promises He continues to work for my good.

When I don’t know what to do next, God helps me. He gives the words to say to the one I hurt. If I don’t know how or when to apologize, He provides the humility, the words, even the right tone of voice. And once I’ve done my part, He gives me patience to wait.

I may wonder how I can possibly go back into a difficult situation, and He encourages me by reminding I am a daughter of the King, beloved, forgiven. Free. The strength I need to take the first step and the next one comes from God.

At times, I feel the waves may crash over me, keeping me under the water until I drown. Self-incrimination. Self-doubt. God buoys me up, keeping me safe. He carries me back to the shore and restores me, first to Himself, and then to others.

While I wait on God to work in my heart and the heart of the one I hurt, He buoys me up, heartens me with His promises. His love. His care.

Let Him sustain you. Cast your burden on the Lord. He will sustain you.

Linking this week with Testimony Tuesday, #tellhisstory, Coffee for Your Heart, #heartencouragementthursday.

 

God Whispers I Love You for You

It’s been quiet here at Uncharted Water. Not that I may not have things to say, but I fell into that lie. The one Satan quietly, subtly, persistently nags into my brain. “You,” he whispers, “are not a writer.”

And it’s true. I’ve never considered myself a writer. Writer is not on my list of words I use to define myself.

“You,” he says, “can never do all the things fill in the blank with any one of a hundred names of gifted bloggers do. Post every day. Graphics. Twitter. Instagram. Pinterest.”

And it’s true. I cannot keep up with all of those extras that make a blog sparkle. Get people’s attention.

“You,” he advised, “shouldn’t bother.”

And yet, people keep looking at my Facebook site for Uncharted Water. Is that God answering? Saying, “You can.” And more importantly, “I want you to. It doesn’t matter how many readers or followers. Your impact on one is enough.”

The most important message, “Why are you comparing yourself to others? I made you to be you. I love you.”

As I write these words, the battle waging in my mind, I fear you, person reading my words, will try to reassure me. But that’s not the message God has for me. Or you.

Over and over, above the racket Satan uses to distract me, God whispers, I love you. I love you for you. I am not comparing you to someone I like more. You are my beloved child. Jesus died for you. 

He says the same thing to you.

God doesn’t compare His children. He loves each and every one of us. He created each of us with unique gifts and abilities so we can glorify Him. The only measure of success we need to achieve is glorifying God. Keeping our eyes fixed on Him. Serving Him. Loving Him.

What lie is Satan feeding you? Do not let him distract you from the message God has for you: You are His beloved. All the time.

Love

Linking with Thought Provoking Thursday

Exuberant Praise: Shout to the Lord

Shout to the LORD all the earth; break out in praise and sing for joy. Psalm 98:4 (ESV)

Van and I are in a Rooted group at our church. In the introduction of the book, it states, “Rooted is a catalyst for change…By rooting ourselves in God’s Word and His truths, we have a firm foundation on which we love the world,”(Rooted. Mariners Church. 2015.).

Last night’s topic was money. Not my favorite. But I found myself sharing times God has been faithful to us. Given us grace and mercy. Shown His love and care in tangible ways.

When we found our first apartment that was perfect in every way, except the rent was $25.00 a month more than we could afford. We had turned around to walk out the door, not knowing what we’d do, because in the area we had mapped out as meeting our needs, his was the last building. “Do you have any experience with being a manager?” he asked.

I can’t imagine he would think we could have experience managing an apartment building. We were 21. But Van had helped his mom manage her apartment building. And that was enough.

Mr. Hogue paid us $25.00 a month to manage the six units in that building. The exact amount we needed.

And it came with a refrigerator, so we didn’t have to buy one.

God worked to show His love and care. Just when we thought there was nothing, God provided exactly what we needed.

As I told my story last night, others shared ways God had provided for them. Every person at our table had something to share about how God met their needs.

When we share how God works, how He is faithful, we encourage ourselves and others. Remembering God’s faithfulness gives me the strength I need to take the next step when I don’t know what to do.

I do know I can trust God.

While I wait, I give exuberant praise. Telling myself and others about God’s faithfulness. Shout to the Lord, all the earth; break out in praise and sing for joy.

Praise

Waiting Exhausting You? Wait on the Lord

Waiting. . .waiting. Mom is back in the ER with pneumonia and possibly a blood clot. And we’re waiting.

When someone you love is in the hospital, it’s URGENT. An EMERGENCY. You want help. Answers. ASAP.

Watching your loved one suffer, knowing they’re in pain, you expect the experts to DO SOMETHING.

You’re out of ideas. Your bag of tricks is empty. There’s nothing more you can do, so you run for help.

No matter how many times I go with someone to the hospital, the ER, Urgent Care–and I cannot count how many times that’s been over the last twenty years–I am always surprised and frustrated at how                   s…………..l…………….o…………………….w……………….l…………………y everything gets done. How much time we spend waiting.

Waiting for a bed. A doctor or a nurse or an aide or a specialist. Waiting for a room. A test. The test result.

Sitting and waiting is exhausting.

I wonder, How long can I wait? When will this end?  Continue reading “Waiting Exhausting You? Wait on the Lord”