August 17 Cast Your Burdens Upon God<\/p>\n
“Look from the top” (Song of Solomon 4:8).<\/p>\n
Crushing weights give the Christian wings. It seems like a contradiction in terms, but it is a blessed truth. David out of some bitter experience cried: “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! Then would I fly away, and be at rest” (Ps. 55:6). But before he finished this meditation he seems to have realized that his wish for wings was a realizable one. For he says, “Cast thy burden upon Jehovah, and he will sustain thee.”<\/p>\n
The word “burden” is translated in the Bible margin, “what he (Jehovah) hath given thee.” The saints’ burdens are God-given; they lead him to “wait upon Jehovah,” and when that is done, in the magic of trust, the “burden” is metamorphosed into a pair of wings, and the weighted one “mounts up with wings as eagles. –Sunday School Times<\/p>\n
One day when walking down the street,
\nOn business bent, while thinking hard
\nAbout the “hundred cares” which seemed
\nLike thunder clouds about to break
\nIn torrents, Self-pity said to me:
\n“You poor, poor thing, you have too much
\nTo do. Your life is far too hard.
\nThis heavy load will crush you soon.”
\nA swift response of sympathy
\nWelled up within. The burning sun
\nSeemed more intense. The dust and noise
\nOf puffing motors flying past
\nWith rasping blast of blowing horn
\nIncensed still more the whining nerves,
\nThe fabled last back-breaking straw
\nTo weary, troubled, fretting mind.
\n“Ah, yes, ’twill break and crush my life;
\nI cannot bear this constant strain
\nOf endless, aggravating cares;
\nThey are too great for such as I.”
\nSo thus my heart condoled itself,
\n“Enjoying misery,” when lo!
\nA “still small voice” distinctly said,
\n“Twas sent to lift you–not to crush.”
\nI saw at once my great mistake.
\nMy place was not beneath the load
\nBut on the top! God meant it not
\nThat I should carry it. He sent
\nIt here to carry me. Full well
\nHe knew my incapacity
\nBefore the plan was made. He saw
\nA child of His in need of grace
\nAnd power to serve; a puny twig
\nRequiring sun and rain to grow;
\nAn undeveloped chrysalis;
\nA weak soul lacking faith in God.
\nHe could not help but see all this
\nAnd more. And then, with tender thought
\nHe placed it where it had to grow–
\nOr die. To lie and cringe beneath
\nOne’s load means death, but life and power
\nAwait all those who dare to rise above.
\nOur burdens are our wings; on them
\nWe soar to higher realms of grace;
\nWithout them we must roam for aye
\nOn planes of undeveloped faith,
\n(For faith grows but by exercise in circumstance impossible).<\/p>\n
Oh, paradox of Heaven. The load We think will crush was sent to lift us Up to God! Then, soul of mine, Climb up! for naught can e’er be crushed Save what is underneath the weight. How may we climb! By what ascent Shall we surmount the carping cares Of life! Within His word is found The key which opes His secret stairs; Alone with Christ, secluded there, We mount our loads, and rest in Him. –Miss Mary Butterfield<\/p>\n","protected":false},"excerpt":{"rendered":"
August 17 Cast Your Burdens Upon God<\/p>\n
“Look from the top” (Song of Solomon 4:8).<\/p>\n
Crushing weights give the Christian wings. It seems like a contradiction in terms, but it is a blessed truth. David out of some bitter experience cried: “Oh, that I had wings like a dove! Then would I fly away, and […]<\/p>\n","protected":false},"author":1,"featured_media":0,"comment_status":"closed","ping_status":"closed","sticky":false,"template":"","format":"standard","meta":{"footnotes":""},"categories":[6],"tags":[8],"class_list":["post-44080","post","type-post","status-publish","format-standard","hentry","category-streams","tag-streams-in-the-desert","odd"],"_links":{"self":[{"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44080","targetHints":{"allow":["GET"]}}],"collection":[{"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts"}],"about":[{"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/types\/post"}],"author":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/users\/1"}],"replies":[{"embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/comments?post=44080"}],"version-history":[{"count":0,"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/posts\/44080\/revisions"}],"wp:attachment":[{"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/media?parent=44080"}],"wp:term":[{"taxonomy":"category","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/categories?post=44080"},{"taxonomy":"post_tag","embeddable":true,"href":"https:\/\/wellsofgrace.com\/devotion\/wp-json\/wp\/v2\/tags?post=44080"}],"curies":[{"name":"wp","href":"https:\/\/api.w.org\/{rel}","templated":true}]}}