I Want To Be A Child

Lord, I want to be a child again. It’s Christmas, Lord, and I want to be a child. It’s supposed to be a time of joy and peace, but I feel chaos; planning, schedules, parties, figuring out what to give as gifts, rearranging my schedule to meet the needs of others. I feel loss; memories of those who are no longer here to celebrate with my family.

When I was a child I felt joy and peace because I didn’t have to worry or think about taking care of others or putting the needs of others before me. As a child there was nothing to worry about, but now I’m an adult and I feel overwhelmed.

But I forget, Lord and Abba, that I am a child; Your child, Abba, who doesn’t have to worry about the schedules, or preparation, or loss because You can and will carry all my chaos and pain as long as I am willing to give it to You. I need to remember I don’t have to carry the burden. I don’t have to be like Martha focused more on what I have to get done than on the joy of the moment.

You will lift the chaos and pain from my shoulders and give me joy and peace along with the strength to do all the things that bring pain without You.

Come unto me, all ye that labour and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest. (Matthew 11:28, KJV)