Comfort in a song

I have had it with this past week. 

I mean it. 

I'm glad it's over and even more glad that it's never coming back.

Good riddance evil week.

What made this past week so awful, you ask?  Well, nothing in particular.

 Just your garden variety of disappointments, pressures, frustrations, unpleasant surprises, things I HATE don't like to deal with,  attitudes, rudeness, mouth pain, dentist appointments,  and and and...

In short- life.

As I was driving today an old song from my CD started playing.

Come, ye weary, heavy laden, lost and ruined by the fall,
If you tarry 'til you're better, you will never come at all.

Come, ye sinner, poor and needy, weak and wounded, sick and sore,
Jesus ready stands to save you, full of pity, love, and power.

Oh yes, this is the song I needed.
I have been so weary with the busy nature of our lives.   I have been heavy laden with the pressures of schooling and parenting the children.  I have fallen out of grace and become lost due to my lack of understanding concerning some situations. 

I considered praying about it.  But I didn't think these were big enough problems to take to Jesus.  I could probably handle these little things.

 I thought I could  shake it off.

Pull myself together.

Stop, drop and roll or something. 

It was like I was saying, "No, that's  OK God, I got this."

Only I didn't. 

Not at all. 

I am starting to realize that if I wait  until I am better-until I can fix those things that are bothering me- to come to the Lord, I am never going to go to Him at all. 

After this week, I'm feeling  weak and wounded, sick and sore.  I would really like to just go lay down in a large hole and cover myself.

Hide myself away from everyone and everything.

I have found myself in desperate need of the saving power and love of Jesus.

So I sang along with the chorus, and starting to think that putting these words into practice might just be a good idea.  I also started to think that maybe-just maybe-God was trying to tell me something through this song.

I will arise and go to Jesus, he will embrace me in his arms

In the arms of my dear saviour, oh, there are ten thousand charms.

I wonder if there are any others who-like me- allow all those "little things" we think we can handle to pile up until we are crushed under the weight of them. 

Maybe I'm the only one.

I kinda doubt it though.

Maybe you feel like you can't come to Jesus with a particular thing. 

Maybe you think it's too insignificant. 

Maybe you think it's too shameful. 

Maybe you think there is no solution.

 Maybe a lot of reasons.

But you can arise and go to Jesus and He will embrace you in His arms.

Nothing is too impossible or too insignificant or too anything in between for Him to care about.

I Peter 5:7
Casting all your care upon Him, for He cares for you.

So, here I go...

*lyrics are from
 I will arise and go to Jesus
written by Joseph Hart