Five Minute Friday:: WEARY
I’m two days late, but oh well. It’s Five Minute Friday time again. Five minutes flat of writing on the one-word prompt provided over at Kate’s site. Just my minimally-edited thoughts.
This week’s prompt:
“Let us not grow weary or become discouraged in doing good, for at the proper time we will reap, if we do not give in.” ~Galatians 6:9
“Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” ~Matthew 11:29-30
Lord Jesus, please help me as I am weary of hearing bad news. I don’t even watch or read the news on a regular basis, and yet it’s so easy to find. It is so disheartening how many evil and malicious people are out in this world. I hear about all the world’s drama and corruption from my police-officer husband who deals with it face-to-face each day at work. I hear about it when I ask my friends how I can pray for them. I hear about all horrible things ISIS has done and is doing to innocents all over the globe. I see weariness and hardship on the faces of my friends who are going through some of the harshest seasons I can ever imagine— a child in the hospital for six months straight; a husband and father of three who is bedridden and in chronic, debilitating pain; a friend who just experienced two close family deaths within 24 hours. I see the world’s hardship and heartache when I hang out with my friends who are trying desperately to save their marriage despite the recent infidelity that was discovered. I see it when I go for a walk and see remnants of discarded beer bottles on the side of the country road. I see the hurt of the world when I see a homeless man bundled up under a bridge on a rainy day or when I hear of a middle-schooler bullied by her peers or when I see an old friend of mine, a mother of three, and smell meth on her. I see the ache of the world when I read how a fellow blogger was abused and neglected and cast out as a child, when I hear that child prostitution is happening just a few towns away, when I watch documentaries like “Call + Response” and see the devastation that trafficking is creating across the globe. And I see the effects of the world’s harshness in myself, too, when I think of all the ways I screw up, all the ways in which I need to continue growing and healing up from past wounds, past trauma, past sin.
It’s too much, Lord. When will this all be done? When will You come and rescue us all? How can we continue functioning when so many of our brothers and sisters across the globe are experiencing such pain and heartache?
And Lord… what can I possibly do to help?
What about you?
What spills out of you when you hear the word “weary”?
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