My desk is a mountain of opened books, and papers. The scary thing is that everyone of these books are necessary; but on my desk cluttering up my space? Probably not.
I find that the very things that I need, sometimes becomes a burden to me, because try as I might, I am NOT a multitasker. I do my best work when I learn to focus on the most immediate task at hand, and then work my way through until I either zone out because my brain tells me that it’s time to not think anymore, or I reach the end of the stack. I have always been this way, surrounded by paper, even when I was only in the second grade and I tortured my older sister’s boyfriends to look at–in awe, I might add–every piece of artwork I had created in class, while she finished getting ready for a date. I realized when I grew up, that those guys probably didn’t care if I colored inside of the lines so magnificently. In college, the book bags weighed more than a week’s worth of groceries on my shoulders, but I had to carry everything. As a public school teacher, well, you get the idea, the heavy- laden spoken of in the bible had nothing on me, as I immersed myself in other people’s paper. You would think that as technology has become more sophisticated that I would reduce my papers and books around me, and I have, somewhat. But the security of having everything written down is still something that I practice.
Why? Because computers crash, and I can always depend on a piece of paper.
So, where are you going with this line of thought, and what does this have to do with not being alone? (I’ll be able to answer this question when I reach the end of this post. Right now, I’m trying to let the Lord lead me to say what I need to say to make a point about not being alone.)
Every week the saints of God congregate to worship the Lord in Spirit and in truth.
We offer up a sacrifice of praise. We hear the word of God being delivered from the pulpit, and we respond to the message, and to the leading of the Holy Spirit to present ourselves a living sacrifice, holy acceptable unto God, which is our reasonable service. We feel renewed and strengthened to keep pressing forward through our week. We leave the altar, and for some people leaving the church, means going back to a household where not everyone is living for God.
My point today is this; we bring all of our past and present trials to the altar and lay them down.That is where they need to stay, under the blood of Jesus Christ.
He wants to carry these for us because they have become unnecessary weights to us. Unfortunately, many people cry out to God, and then drag the same pain and circumstances with them as they leave from the presence of the Lord to go home. Our hope is that we never leave the presence of the Lord. He is always with us, even when we face a real world that may not be saved.
When we learn to trust the Lord enough to let those things go, he will step in and take care of the circumstances in his will, and be with us as we walk through this journey of life.
He promises to never leave us or forsake us. Our hope is in him. Isn’t it time to just clean off your desk, and make room for the blessings that the Lord has promised? Praise Him in the evening time. If this post has been a blessing to you, leave a comment, below.