I hear it calling me. Beckoning me to answer it’s call. Judging me for all the unfinished tasks I have to do. It’s my to-do list….and it seems like it will never end. All the things I have to do. All the things that need cleaning or fixing or hanging. The clothes that need to be washed. The errands that need to be done. The food that must be bought and subsequently cooked. The miles that must be run. The floors that need to be swept.
But then I hear another voice calling to me. Drawing me to Itself. It’s the voice of my Father. “Come to Me all who are weak and weary and I will give you rest.”
“But I don’t have time”, comes my response. “I’ll never get everything finished if I stop now.”
“Come. And draw near to Me. Let Me help you carry the burdens.”
I push on, never answering His voice.
Days go by and the list keeps growing instead of shrinking and I am more tired and weary than ever before. The Voice calling to me remains unanswered: “Come to Me and I will refresh you. I will make you whole and complete again.”
I hesitantly put my to-do list down. I choose to ignore the dishes in the sink. The piles of laundry that are still unfolded (I meant to get to that). I choose to ignore the unswept floors and the nagging feeling that I’ll regret not going to the gym.
And as I choose to ignore the other voices calling out to me, His voice becomes a little louder. Soft and gentle but louder.
“I will fill you up. I will give you strength. I am all that you need.”
And in that moment, nothing else matters. The other voices have died away. The other pressures have faded and the only weight I feel is His glory as it rests upon me. When I allow Him to hold me in His arms, the world around me fades away. There is no to-do list. There are no worries. There are no fears. My confusion and questions all fade away and it’s just me and my Savior….standing face-to-face.
“Who am I that You should take notice? That you should care about me?”
“You are My child. And I love you. I have sought you and found you. You are Mine….and I will never let you go.”
In those tender moments with My Creator, tears are shed, laughter is heard, and quiet songs of praise are sung. My hands are lifted in surrender. His praise is lifted to the heavens. And I am made whole again. In those moments of stillness, not a single thing from my to-do list gets done, and yet, we have conquered the world.