You’re not alone. Consider these eye-popping statistics:

  • The average workweek is up 32% over the past 25 years.
  • Time spent in traffic is up 157% over that same period.
  • 40% of us are sleep-deprived zombies.
  • 33% of us are “chronically overworked.”
  • We squander more than 400 million unused vacation days each year.
  • 80% of medical expenses are now stress-related.
  • 1 in 6 of us has exhibited “desk rage.”


Come to me
all you who are weary and burdened,
and I will give you rest.
(Matthew 11:28)

The Paradox of Heaven

One day when walking down the street,
On business bent, while thinking hard
About the “hundred cares” which seemed
Like thunderclouds about to break
In torrents, Self-pity said to me:
“You poor, poor thing, you have too much
To do. Your life is far too hard.
This heavy load will crush you soon.”
A swift response of sympathy
Welled up within. The burning sun
Seemed more intense. The dust and noise
Of puffing motors flying past
With rasping blast of blowing horn
Incensed still more the whining nerves,
The fabled last back-breaking straw
To weary, troubled, fretting mind.

“Ah, yes, it will break and crush my life;
I cannot bear this constant strain
Of endless, aggravating cares;
They are too great for such as I.”
So, thus my heart consoled itself,
“Enjoying misery,” when lo!
A “still small voice” distinctly said,
“Twas sent to lift you — not to crush.”
I saw at once my great mistake.
My place was not beneath the load
But on the top! God meant it not
That I should carry it. He sent
It here to carry me. Full well
He knew my incapacity
Before the plan was made. He saw
A child of His in need of grace
And power to serve; a puny twig
Requiring sun and rain to grow;
An undeveloped chrysalis;
A weak soul lacking faith in God.
He could not help but see all this
And more. And then, with tender thought
He placed it where it had to grow —
Or die. To lie and cringe beneath
One’s load means death, but life and power
Await all those who dare to rise above.
Our burdens are our wings; on them
We soar to higher realms of grace;
Without them we must ever roam
On plains of undeveloped faith,
(For faith grows but by exercise
In circumstance impossible).

O paradox of heaven. The load
We think will crush was sent to lift us
Up to God! Then, soul of mine,
Climb up! Nothing can e’er be crushed
Save what is underneath the weight.
How may we climb! By what ascent
Will we crest the critical cares
Of life! Within His word is found
The key which opens His secret stairs;
Alone with Christ, secluded there,
We mount our loads, and rest in Him.

(Mary Butterfield)


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.  Matthew 11:28-30

Tired?  Stressed?  Overwhelmed?

You don’t have to be.

Come to Jesus.  He’ll give you a break.  He’s gentle.  He’s humble.  He wants to be with you.  He wants to teach you.  He wants to give you not only physical rest but rest for your soul.  You can’t get much deeper than that.


No Worries

Just in case yesterday’s post wasn’t enough, here are some words directly from Jesus . . .

So do not worry, saying, ‘What shall we eat?’ or ‘What shall we drink?’ or ‘What shall we wear?’  For the pagans run after all these things, and your heavenly Father knows that you need them.  But seek first his kingdom and his righteousness, and all these things will be given to you as well.  Therefore do not worry about tomorrow, for tomorrow will worry about itself.  Each day has enough trouble of its own.  Matthew 6:31-34


Zero Anxiety

Do not be anxious about anything, but in everything, by prayer and petition, with thanksgiving, present your requests to God.  And the peace of God, which transcends all understanding, will guard your hearts and minds in Christ Jesus.  Philippians 4:6-7

My mother-in-law has this fabulous saying:  “Worry is nothing more than interest paid on trouble before it becomes due.”

Anxious about the stock market?  Pray, give thanks and get peace.

Anxious about your job?  Pray, give thanks and get peace.

Anxious about your mortgage, your hairline, your car or maybe even your mother-in-law?  Pray, give thanks and get peace.