We each bring You our own concerns, God,
in our praying together,
and we share each other’s,
and we remind each other of concerns beyond our immediate circles:
the concerns of our community,
Overwhelmed, I am too small,
to bear the weight
of so much grief,
so much stress,
so much fear.
And Jesus said, “Come to me, all you that are weary
and are carrying heavy burdens,
and I will give you rest.
Take my yoke upon you, and learn from me;
for I am gentle and humble in heart,
and you will find rest for your souls.
For my yoke is easy, and my burden light” (Matthew 25:28-30).
And I get it, I think.
Yoked with God,
I can learn to carry the weight with God,
and, in truth, with other followers of God.
Not that it’s not on me—
not even that it’s not all on me,
but that it’s not all just on me.
It is my responsibility
this weight to bear
to not ignore—
to not look away,
and yet to also not be weighed down
to share in prayer the burden.
And I imagine one,
and I imagine being one,
who carries even a cross
as an easy yoke
and a light burden—
whose soul rests,
even amidst the harshest realities of life.