Whose Yoke is This?


My Yoke

Yesterday was a tough day.  It began okay but turned south with the arrival of the mail.  In it was an envelope that just had an ominous feel about it.  I wasn’t looking forward to opening it.  I knew I had to.  My suspicions proved true.  My heart sank.  Emotions like anger, fear, and hate started to surface.  I really don’t like those feelings.  Self-talk began, attempting to quash the feelings.  Besides, everything in the letter was future.  None of it was about the here and now.  Self-talk wasn’t helping.  The negative and destructive thoughts wouldn’t go away.  I decided I needed to get busy and let business replace the thoughts and feelings.  I decided to put the air-conditioner back into the window in my bedroom.  It had been over 90 degrees the past couple of days.

Even before I could get the air conditioner into the bedroom, I had injured myself…not once, but twice.  Pretty badly.  First came a gash on my hand right above the left thumb.  I’m left-handed so it’s more troubling than if it had been on my right hand.  I had to stop for 15 minutes to take care of it.  Just a few minutes later, in while avoiding dropping the air-conditioner on the floor, the unit slid down my left arm opening a gash and laying a flap of several layers of skin back across my arm.  That took about thirty minutes to take care of.  Both injuries were my fault, entirely.  The feelings of anger, fear, and hate just wouldn’t go away and intensified considerable due to the injuries.  I was miserable!

His Yoke

Finally, I caught my breath and regained control of my thoughts enough to cry out to my Father in Heaven.  I said, “God, I don’t want to feel like this.  I don’t want to have this anger.  I don’t want to be afraid.  Absolutely, I do not want this to turn into hate.  I want to have the attitude of Christ.  Not this!  Please, help me be more like Jesus!  None of this matters regardless how it turns out as long as I have you!  Your love is all I care about.  I want you to be pleased with me.  Please help me become more like Jesus!”  Within minutes I was relaxed.  The anger, fear, and hate were gone.  Oh, I felt so much better.  Soon I was back on the project and focused entirely on what I needed to be focused on.  That’s a really good thing because I was going to need to use the table saw for a major part of the project.  I can only imagine what could have happened if God hadn’t come to my rescue.  And, by the way, this wound up being one of the best installation jobs I’ve done.

Our Yoke

Remember, God wants us to be like Jesus.  Jesus said, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you.  Let me teach you, because I am humble and gentle at heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy to bear, and the burden I give you is light.”  (Matthew 11:28—30, NLT)