Not Alone

To know something of what it means
To step out of the traffic,
To come in out of the storm,
When life’s weather is raging,
Inside and out, upside and down.
I sense I am rather like a flickering candle,
So that even when not moving,
I am restless never still.
To know those unforced rhythms of grace,
To be able to lay these troublesome burdens down,
And to take up the yoke which lifts the stress from us.
If only.
But I know I’m not the only one,
Perhaps someone reading this also struggles
And so we are not at all alone,
Together we long for your kind of rest
In the midst of getting by.

Matthew 11 v 28-30

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