We’re definitely going to continue with the last two types of people who reject Jesus, but for today I want to share something regarding depression and worrying. I feel it is something many people deal with, myself included, from time to time or even on a regular basis.
There are times when things appear so bad… times we can’t see clearly… our perspective is murky… We can only manage to muster the word “help.” But God always responds to that word. Today I happen to be referring to me, but I know the same applies to all of us at some time. Most importantly, I want to boast about the faithfulness of our God. Today I read a story about a lady describing a dream, and here’s how it goes…
In her dream, she was walking along a highway with a large crowd of people, all of whom seemed very tired and burdened. The people were all carrying little black bundles, and she noticed that more bundles were being dropped along the way by numerous repulsive-looking creatures that seemed quite demonic in nature. As the bundles were dropped, the people stooped down to pick them up and carry them.
Like everyone else in her dream, she also carried her needless load, being weighted down with the Devil’s bundles. After a while, she looked up and saw a Man whose face was loving and bright, as He moved through the crowd, comforting the people. Finally He came to her, and she realized it was her Savior. She looked at Him, telling Him how tired she was, and He smiled sadly and said, “My dear child, these bundles you carry are not from me, and you have no need of them. They are the Devil’s burdens, and they are wearing out your life. You need to drop them and simply refuse to touch them with even one of your fingers. Then you will find your path easy, and you will feel as if ‘I carried you on eagles’ wings’ (Ex. 19: 4)
The Savior touched her hand, and peace and joy quickly filled her soul. As she saw herself in her dream casting her burdens to the ground and ready to throw herself at His feet in joyful thanksgiving, she suddenly awoke, finding that all her worries were gone.
From that day forward to the end of her life, she was the most cheerful and happy member of her family.
And the night will be filled with music,
And the cares that besiege the day,
Will fold their tents like the Arabs,
And will silently steal away ~Henry Wadsworth Longfellow
*Another great devotion from “Streams in the Desert”
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