It occurred to me today that the art of giving is not just in giving of gifts. There really is an art that is giving up your problems. Today has been an interesting sort of day. Beautiful.. but.. interesting. I've been plagued with struggles and have found that I am gripping at any shred of control I can find. It has taken me all night to try and ease this tension and irritation, and while I can't say I've succeed I think I've realized that art. It's a matter of giving it all up. Even the yucky, sticky parts that hurt when you release them. Everything goes to the Lord. Matthew 11:28-30 28 “Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. 29 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. 30 For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
Come to me all who are weary and burdened. There is no status quo that needs to be met before I can receive rest. I just have to release it to him. Tonight is one of those, "Bake me a cake" nights, I think. I just want to be loved on. Merry Christmas. Jesus, Just love me.