Light and Splintered Tree


I wept as I was overwhelmed

By lists and piles of things.

I longed for simpler

Winsome days of sand and plastic swings.

Now life is running on the sand.

Each step sinking low –

Like trudging through molasses.

Frustration. Agonizing. Slow.

Must. Get. There.

Must finish, arrive.

But I often wonder what

For I am compelled to strive.

Sweat pours mingled with tears of loss.

I refuse His yoke and the weight of the cross.

If I would but stop and lower my knee.

Bend and take up that splintered tree.

If I would walk with Him, strive with Him, pull with Him.

He vowed to lessen the load.

“Easy,” He called it. “Light,” He said.

Why my pride, march on instead?

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3 thoughts on “Light and Splintered Tree

  1. Reblogged this on Predatory Lies and commented:
    Just re-found this. What an uncanny feeling to read of shadows I no longer see. I’m sure they’re there. They’ll arrive again when the angle of the sun sets just right. But in the meantime, what a precious, delicious feeling to be walking in brilliant light.

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