Will I finish, will it be good, will I disappoint my editor?
I get grumpy and my family suffers.
"Dad, don't talk to mom she's not in a good mood today." My son noticed my change in attitude.
Why am I so anxious, you called me to write. Help me figure this out, Lord.
Life doesn't stop when I edit.
My sister was in a hit and run accident resulting in a hairline fracture in her neck. She must wear a neck brace for six weeks. I'm her chauffeur and caretaker.
One Sunday morning I drove us to her church.
I heard a sermon on freedom.
Her pastor said.
"Freedom is only found when yoked to Jesus." (Click to Tweet)
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my is easy and my burden is light.” Mathew 11:28-30
Pastor George continued.
"Being yoked to someone or something is to be coupled with them. Farmers often yoked oxen to an older, stronger, more experienced animal which bore the burden and guided the young animal through the learning process."
That's why I'm anxious and cranky I'm not yoked to Jesus, I said to myself.
I prayed, Jesus help me cast my cares on you. Help me stay yoked to you and not run ahead.
My sisters broken neck led me to the answer. She was in a neck brace to relieve her pressure; I needed Jesus' yoke to free me from my anxiety.
Now before my feet hit the floor I pray, Jesus I am yoked to you, whatever comes our way, (especially writing) I will learn from you and let you guide me.
My angst for editing has dissipated.
I still have much to learn about editing but I have the best partner to lead me.
Are you yoked to Jesus today?
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