Jesus, I’m Worn Out

I am broken. I am scared. I am worried. I am tired.

Jesus, I am worn out.

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Everyday feels like a constant battle to get out of bed and move forward with the day in a place that I honestly don’t really want to be in. I spend every waking moment trying to keep my head busy because I can’t risk slowing down and letting myself think about how much longer I’ll be here, or when I’m going to get to see my husband again.

It is exhausting facing the unknown and knowing there is nothing you can do but wait and trust that God is working something beautiful.

My body is weak.

My heart aches.

Tears fall from my eyes like clockwork each day.

I am tired.

I am worn out.

But Jesus, you are faithful.

“For God is greater than our worried hearts and knows more about us than we do ourselves”

1 John 3:20

He knows my heart better than I do. He knows that I am breaking, the weight that is on my chest, and He knows that I am worn. He knows and He comes with arms wide open to wrap me up and tell me that I am not alone. He hasn’t forgotten, and I don’t have to carry the weight on my own.

“Come to me, for you are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you, will find rest for your soul. For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you, is light.”

Matthew 11:28 – 30

How beautiful it is that I don’t have to do this alone. That my amazing, faithful Father is walking beside me; carrying the load with me. Yes, I am worn out, but He fills me up and gives me strength. He knows that there is an end to the pain and He will continue to walk with me long after the suffering ends.

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