Have you ever felt so tired of life’s journey that you wish God would just take you to Himself? So battle-worn? So bone weary? So despondent?
I wish I could get out of this gloomy funk I am in as I write this. I wish the hands of my heart, not my head, could grasp hold of the promises God gives to the weary. I wish God would come to me like He did to Elijah so long ago:
“The angel of the Lord came the second time and touched him and said, Arise and eat, for the journey is too great for you.” (1 Kings 19:7 AMP)
Elijah was tired of living. He was advocating for the One True God, and he had just confronted the false prophets of Baal. Queen Jezebel was furious and out to kill him. Filled with fear, Elijah fled and ran a day’s journey to the wilderness. He was exhausted – mind, body, and soul. So, so weary, he collapsed under a broom tree, a large desert bush.
“I have had enough, Lord. Take my life…” he cried. As he sank into the mire of despondency, he lay down and fell asleep.
A touch awoke him. “Arise and eat,” an angel said. Bread baking on some hot coals and a jar of water were waiting for him. He ate and drank, but he lay down again.
But the God of endless patience and compassion didn’t let him remain there. Elijah’s journey on this earth was far from over. His work for God was not finished. Again an angel touched him. “Arise and eat, for the journey is too great for you.”
This time Elijah surrendered to God’s will and way. He rose up, ate and drank, and moved forward in the strength of God. Jezebel was still looking for him, and he didn’t know what lay ahead, but he was willing to surrender his life into God’s hands.
As I think back over the journey of my life, I remember.
Times of deep anguish,
Times of sinking in the mire of despair,
Times of feeling forsaken by God.
“I will say to God my Rock, Why have You forgotten me? Why go I mourning because of the oppression of the enemy? As with a sword [crushing] in my bones, my enemies taunt and reproach me, while they say continually to me, Where is your God? Why are you cast down, O my inner self? And why should you moan over me and be disquieted within me? Hope in God and wait expectantly for Him, for I shall yet praise Him, Who is the help of my countenance, and my God.” (Psalm 42:9-11 AMP)
Hope in God, my soul.
Remember the endless mercies,
Not the troubles.
Remember the times
He lifted you up again.
He fed you with the manna of His grace
Freely and faithfully
In spite of your doubting.
Giving you strength to travel on.
Lord Jesus, I’m so tired of this journey.
My soul is so battle weary
Of fighting off the negative voices
So I can hear Your Voice alone.
Of trying to find the me
You created me to be.
My body is so tired and achy
From the persistence of chronic illness.
I’m so tired of memory triggers
Of a painful past.
I’m so tired of trying to meet
What is expected of me,
By myself and others.
I’m so tired of fear, Lord.
I don’t want to be afraid.
I’m so tired of doubting Your power and grace.
I want to trust You,
But my faith is so weak.
I shall still praise You, O God.
Whispers of Hope
My precious child,
I’m still the same God today.
I was there for Elijah.
I am here for you.
Arise and eat, My child.
The journey is too great for you.
Quit trying to travel in your own strength.
You wear yourself out.
You will have trouble in this world,
But I have overcome the world.
Relax in the arms of My grace,
And you will find rest
For mind, soul, and body.
I hold you, My child,
In the palms of My everlasting love,
No lies can snatch you away from Me.
You are safe with Me.
Marvelously made and enough.
Be still, my child, be still.
You don’t have to journey alone.
Rest in My Truth,
And I will refresh your weary soul.
“Come to Me, all you who labor and are heavy-laden and overburdened, and I will cause you to rest. [I will ease and relieve and refresh your souls.]” (Matthew 11:28 AMP)
How are you today, my friend? Are you sinking in the mire of despondency? Do you feel the journey is too great for you? Take courage in the endless patience, compassion, and faithfulness of God. Reach out for the manna of His grace and unconditional love. Arise and eat.
Open the eyes of our hearts, O God,
So we can see and hold onto
The roses You give us each day in Your promises.
Joining Faith Barista’s Writing Prompt This Week:
Taking the Journey