Take My Yoke by Elizabeth M. Thompson

Take My Yoke

By Elizabeth M. Thompson

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. Matthew 11:29

 

The yoke of Jesus fits. It does not weigh us down, but makes productivity possible. Jesus does the hard part—like a young boy “helping” his father mow the lawn. Dad’s arms straddle the boy’s arms and securely hold the mower, controlling its pace and direction. The child is safe between his father’s arms. Even though the mower is powerful enough to harm him, it is harnessed by the father.

 

In the same way, our grief is harnessed by the Lord. It hurts, but its power to harm us is tamed, controlled. When we are yoked with Jesus, he takes the hard tasks and provides us the security we need to do our part. With our cooperation, he makes our grief productive.

 

Lord, I need to remember to stay yoked to you. I long for you to work in my life and through my life. Thank you for the security of your loving arms around me as we work through my grief together. Amen

 

Comments

[Sue Tornai]

I could hear you saying this as an encouraging friend. It's so like you!