Tuesday, October 14, 2014

I'm worn....

     Have you ever been ridiculously tired? Every Christmas the guys in my family go play football. We have so much fun trying to out run each other when most of us aren't really all that fast. But it lets us get some fun in throwing the long bomb and watching some unfortunate person dive and take 10 minutes getting up. Usually me... When I'm done with those games I am usually so tired and sore I don't even want to eat any more. I just want to sit on the couch and stare blankly at the screen as some poor college kids gets their brains knocked out.
     But haven't you ever felt like that spiritually and mentally? So worn out the songs of the band 'Tenth Avenue North' ring so true?
My prayers are wearing thin
Yeah, I’m worn
Even before the day begins
Yeah, I’m worn
I’ve lost my will to fight
I’m worn
So, heaven come and flood my eyes
(from song 'Worn')
     At the end of this musical bridge it is trying to build up to a positive big emotional plea but most of the time in our hearts, doesn't it feel like its a do or die statement of "God this is it, HELP!!!" It's not really a positive moment but a reminder that somehow we aren't living up to the stories we read about in the bible.
     Sometimes the answer is so simple we ignore it because we don't understand it or misinterpret what it is saying. It's so easy to miss...
    3 words can start a revolution if you let it. "Come to me" Jesus says. He doesn't say come to religion. He doesn't say come to discipline. He doesn't say come to church. He doesn't say come to your pastor. In Matthew 11:28 'Then Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.'
      Come to me, the lover of your souls! Come to me, I have a future and a hope for you. Come to me, I have peace and rest for you. Come to me, and taste and see that I am good. Come to me you who are weary and I will take the heavy yoke. Come to me, I love and care about you more than you can ever imagine. Come to me! Come to me! Come to me! Don't turn to tv as an escape I'm here alive and well. Don't turn to substitute pleasures, I'm all you need. Don't ignore me, I'm here to help. I'm here as a savior, a shepherd, a friend, an ally, a warrior, and a king.
     From this day forth let there be a constant reminder that when troubles come, and I'm worn, I can go to Jesus and he can help in every situation and time of need. And as we go to Jesus we can know in our hearts that:
Redemption wins
The struggle ends
That you can mend a heart that’s frail and torn
I know a song can rise
From the ashes of a broken life
And all that’s dead inside can be reborn
(words edited from song 'Worn')
     Being tired happens. Being worn out happens. But Jesus is always there.
     This is what I do when I turn to Jesus: 99.9% of it usually means that I have put my trust in something other than God and I have to remind myself of all that He is and has done. As I remind myself, the trust begins to move back towards being in Jesus. It doesn't mean that the situation is better - 'hallelujah' phony optimism. It means that Jesus comes in, the only way that he can, and peace and rest begin to fill you and the stronghold of weariness is destroyed.
     Jesus is our rest.
Jesse

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