Autumn leaves rain down from trees in my yard.
I live in the woods. We have lots of leaves.
I stepped outside in to the cool, damp day.
The smell of wet leaves – wet everything – soaked the air.
I heard a dull rumble in the distance. It was the giant leaf sucker. Large and lumbering, this machine travels around with its snuffelufagus hose nose, devouring leaves on the street.
I looked at my yard. It was full of leaves.
I grabbed a rake and got to work moving leaves to the curb, as I listened to the distant drone of the truck, waiting for its arrival to my house.
Burdens weighed heavy on my heart, too. It was good to have time. I needed time to work through some worries.
I raked leaves and raked thoughts, over and over again, to the curb.
I prayed. I pondered. I (tried to) let go of each trouble, one at a time.
Truth is, I DO hear the Lord in the distance. I know He’s there. I know He’s coming back someday. I hear His promises. Promises to never abandon me or forsake me. Promises to be sufficient for every need I have.
Lord, help me to leave these burdens behind, trusting in You. I know you’ll take care of them. I know you’ll take care of me.
This is my prayer today; perhaps it is yours, too. What is burdening you? Are you taking it to the curb of God’s love and care for you?