Jul 16th, 2006 by Jesse Moore
Every once in a while I try to write a poem. I usually formulate a few words, write them down, and then delete them just as quickly. Still, I learn something with every attempt. Apparently I like certain verbs - to be accurate, one certain verb and its different tenses: carry, carried, etc.
And for an awkward second I stopped to wonder why I was obsessed with this word. Looking back at my previous posts, I think that it might have to do with a few burdens that I had chosen to bear. The verb was a favorite not only as an expression of what I was under, but also a cry for help to be “carried” - which shouldn’t be a surprise. The more weight I fight to carry the harder it is to walk, and the longer I try to walk with the burdens the more I assume their weight, and eventually I forget that the burdens aren’t a part of my identity. Eventually my cry for help is less about God carrying my burdens for me and more about God carrying ME.
After my post on July 7th and my breakthrough regarding my attitude and prayer, a lot of things have been falling into place. I’ve realized that God wants to carry my burdens, not carry me. He wants me to walk - and walk upright - free of the burdens that I’ve allowed Him to carry. It sounds elementary, but it’s amazing how you can forget the fundamentals over time.
You are growing in wisdom, son.
I meant to write you earlier to tell you, but things have been hectic, anyway, about last Wednesday I had either a dream or a short spiritual experience — I don’t remember which — and the Spirit told me that you had experienced a breakthrough, that things had changed for you permanently, as if a threshold had been crossed. So, congratulations, and thank you for being obedient to Him.
Love,
Dad
very good Jess !!