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Poetry Worn Out and Stressed

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you, and learn of me; for I am meek and lowly in heart: and ye shall find rest unto your souls. For my yoke is easy, and my burden is light.
Matthew 11:28-30

I am tired,
Worn out by daily stress
Business affairs
Hives and health concerns.
Time running away.
I stop.

Where am I headed?
Why am I so stressed?
Am I spending my time wisely?
Do I make a difference?

Who reads what I spend so much time and effort writing?
Where did I leave time for Him?
I need to rest. Reassess.
Reorganize my time, priorities, life,
Release my hold, release the stress, refocus…

Ask God for His plan and purpose, not mine
That I might make the best use
Of the time, moments God has given me,
Focus on following and letting go.
Finding relief and rest

Perspective changes everything
When Jesus is my center I make a difference.
What I am, do matters.
Choose to let go my stress…..and wait on Him,
Realizing He’s got this

When my time has come,
He’ll say, “Well done, My good and faithful one.”

© 2021 Carolyn R Scheidies
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