08/06/2026
I told God I was overwhelmed.
Tired. And Sick again
Running on empty.
Trying to hold everything together.
Trying to make sure everyone was okay.
Trying to fix what was broken.
Trying to carry burdens that felt too heavy for me.
And I felt Him whisper:
“Then stop trying to do My job.”
Ouch.
Because He’s right.
Somewhere along the way, I started carrying things He never asked me to carry.
The future.
The outcome.
The healing.
The prodigal.
The diagnosis.
The court date.
The child.
The family.
The miracle.
As if everything depended on me.
As if I could hold together what only God can.
But I can’t save anyone.
I can’t change hearts.
I can’t force healing.
I can’t make people show up.
I can’t write someone else’s story.
I can pray.
I can obey.
I can love fiercely.
And then I can get out of the way and let God be God.
Maybe you’re exhausted today because you’re carrying things that belong on His shoulders, not yours.
Friend, put it down.
The world keeps spinning when you sleep.
The kingdom keeps moving when you rest.
And God has never once asked you to take His place.
He only asked you to give it to Him and trust Him