Random Reflections 02: The Sufferer
I am exhausted of trying to please everyone, sick of making people happy while I suffer.
Oblivion...
I long to separate myself from the world that made me writhe in pain. I long to detach myself from the countless responsibilities I am forced carry, from the burdens I am forced to bear, from all the trials I am forced to endure.
I want to take this all away...I want to sleep...
...without waking up.
Oblivion...
I want to rest. Even for just a while, let me rest. Somebody, please...
Take me away from all these responsibilities, these burdens, these trials, these tasks.
I have suffered long enough,
Can't anyone suffer for me?
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Suffer...
Suffer for me...
Suffering for me...
Then I remembered, the Jew who was sentenced to die in the Cross of the Cavalry, the Carpenter who lived as a preacher but died as a thief.
Suffer for me...
"Come to me, all you who are troubled and weighted down with care, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke on you and become like me, for I am gentle and without pride, and you will have rest for your souls; For my yoke is good, and the weight I take up is not hard."
...I will give you rest...
...give you rest...
A hand reached out. A battered, wounded hand with a thick gash, looking as if a nail had passed on through that tattered piece of flesh. Encouraging me, beckoning me to come. To come closer, to come to him, to come out of the darkness I had called my home, to come to Him, the Carpenter, the Son...
...the Creator...
...the Father...
...my Father...
Yes, the Great One is calling me to Him, to His light. He tells me to stop suffering, for He has already suffered for me. He always has, and he always will.
Come to me...
He tells me to rest.
you will have rest...
...rest for your soul...
And I did.