Updated: Feb 17, 2020
Many of us our budened. We look around the world and feel overwhelmed. Emotional pains from our past still grip us in different ways. The anxiety, the not knowing what to do. We watch the news and weep. urden upon burden fall on our tired and exhausted souls and we weep for peace, we cry out for meaning, we are troubled by anger and a feeling of not being heard. We are running… our names are being called by the creator and we are running seeking the peace that exists within the arms of the one that created us and in the arms of the messiah. Come to me you heavy laden and I will give you rests for your souls.
“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.”
We run to seek our leaders, comforters, pastors, friends and family. Our closet friend may leave us. Our leaders may betray us, some pastors are evil priests and give us their false gods who are monsters and we may believe them. Some of us are damage by friends and family and the burdens pile higher on our souls. Just us. Beneath a mountain. Some of us can hardly sleep at night. We are running.
It is time, time for a meeting, to cast off the false gods and everything thing that you cannot heal or is outside of your control. The creator of all that is a written of as a father, as a mother hen that wants to collect her children under her wings, Yeshua, a Shepard to protect you, a care taker of a vineyard entrusted to watch it grow.
The relationship with the creator happens within us. Everything we perceive and experience about the world also is within us. That is where the kingdom of heaven is, our experience here on earth. The God of all comfort wants to meet you in your mourning and give you tired and weary soul rest. With you, yes you. You are that important to become a friend, a child of the one who created the universe and holds it in the palm of his hand. He cares about your weeping. I want to share how to stop running.
After many many many months of not being able to sleep, nightmares, cptsd episodes, my daily life was a struggle. I lay weeping one night after months upon months of praying 5 six hours a day and feeling like I was barely touching the grace of the creator. My soul was far from peace. Then I realized, what had changed? What specifically had changed? I realized that the god I was serving or rather contracts I had made by giving my spoken word or conscious or unconscious agreements to other people must be in the wrong alignment.
I prayed this prayer: I cancel every contract and agreement any covenants I have made with any false gods and declare my belief in the creator of the universe, the God of Moses the father of Yeshua. Within seconds / Yeshua arrived and my soul knit together fragments and pieces it happened so quickly and was so beautiful I started to get a little scared. That fear separated me. I needed belief and love like a hug and trusting like a child who is getting a hug from the best parents ever. Many of us do not have parents like that so imagine a better kind loving hug than you can give yourself.
Repentance is a big word that we hear. My repentance was hard, a do it yourself type of strict labor, a burden. The the Creator showed me it is a sharing, like talking to a friend beyond all friends. Yeshua is that friend. I wept before him, would run and weep some more. He wants to bear our burdens so it is meeting the creating there
come let us reason together, those your mistakes are like scarlet they will be as white as snow
It is sharing with the creator, As you discover the joy in being the delight may open with a barrage of gratitude expectation and a beautiful meeting. And sharing, you tell him your burdens, your mistakes your traumas, in trust and venerability and that is where the light touches and fills your soul. Transforming the wounds in the love of the creator. No priest, the only mediator is Yeshua the great Shepard for your soul.