I’m going out on a limb here. I don’t know if you need to read this, or think it, or know it. I can’t know what’s swirling around in the back rooms of your mind, the things you don’t tell people. But if, when everything’s quiet and your work is mostly done, you feel panic; if you feel punched in the gut, if you’re outrunning some kind of nameless dread, if your throat closes sometimes when you try to swallow; if none of the things around you makes you happy anymore, if even familiar and welcome faces fail to lift your head; if you are carrying a burden too big for you, and you don’t know how to shove it off your stooped back, I have a message for you.
Jesus knows and he is near.
When there’s an elephant on your chest, when you ask for peace and it doesn’t come, or it comes and doesn’t stay–he knows. He cares. Cling to him and cast your cares on him because his back is strong, his vision limitless, his plan perfect. He loves you. Instead of running on an endless treadmill of fear and hopelessness, run to him.
He will catch you.