29 Take my yoke upon you. Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls. 30 For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.” Matthew 11:29-30
Dear Heavenly Father,
Thank
you for this glorious day you have made. Thank you for the sun and the wind and
the roses and the sunflowers and the special fragrances you have created. Lord,
I am so thankful you are in my life. I am so grateful you brought me to my
knees and brought me to your son who gave His life to make me pure.
Lord,
I am nothing without you. I was drifting, heading for rapids in which I would
drown. You guided me to the door of the house in which you dwell. You gave me
ears to hear your voice and eyes to see the outstretched, welcoming arms of
Jesus. You said, “Come to me,” and I came. You opened the door and I walked
through. Jesus held out his hand and I took it, and felt the rushing, pulsing, breathing,
living water He offered.
I
am so humbled to be walking with you now. Yet I know, even though I am yoked to
you, there are times I turn my face away. How can I forget your warm, shining
presence when you are beside me every moment? How can I forget you hold my
heart captive now and for eternity?
Yet,
I do. And each time, you gently take my face in your hands and turn it again to
you. When my gaze returns to you and we lock eyes, I remember. I am loved
unconditionally, I am forgiven, and I know I abide in your heart, too. I am
redeemed.
I love you, too.
