a lighter heart

I. Am. Exhausted.

It's been a full day. There was a storage unit to unload, a horse ramp to assemble, hugs to give, tacos to eat, worship to lead, meetings to attend, tears to be shed...all in all, an extremely full day.

I have to sort of laugh when I remember that I titled last nights blog "bubble."

The Lord affirmed that in so many ways to me today. Tonight as I gross cried every ounce of make up off my face, while faithful and powerful followers of Jesus prayed for my weary heart and spoke truth over me, I was shown a bubble of protection surrounding this place.

The last several weeks have been almost traumatic with the level of sadness and pain they have held for me. The burden has felt very heavy at times. But tonight I crawl into bed with a heart that still feels the pain of these weeks, but the darkness and the weight has lifted a bit.

My heart is light.

It is no longer consumed by all the pain I think I need to carry, Jesus showed me He wants to carry it. He wants to drive while I ride along.

One of my favorite parts of the task of hauling the horse ramp is riding hanging off the back of the uhaul. Frankly, it is very restful in the midst of a lot of standing and running around but also extremely fun to me.

Tonight I was given the image of a fire truck. This is poignant cause I tend to run through my life "putting out fires." But on this fire truck, I was riding on the back. A place of fun and rest. I am realizing the Lord has the fires under control and I can simply let Him drive. That concept fills my heart with joy. The more I think of it, the more joyful I feel.

So tonight, my weary, muddy, broken, heavy heart...is light.

I am so grateful that Jesus is in fhe drivers seat.

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