Holding Jack’s Bone

This morning as I’m enjoying my morning mug of delicious hot coffee, Jack is engaged in vigorous chewing of a new bone he received yesterday.  His scraping of teeth on bone fills the room.  I even had to turn the TV volume up to hear the day’s news, catching up on anything interesting that may have happened somewhere in the world overnight.  He chewed non-stop for half an hour, then he rested a few minutes, changed positions, and began again.  Chomp, scrape, yum, yum, yum.  Then, it was all over, or so I thought.

Jack stood up, stared at his bone as if to say, I’m loving you but you’re wearing me out.  He then glanced over at me.  I could see in his eyes a lightbulb moment.  He picked up his bone, walked over to me, and tossed it in my lap.  Then, with those beautiful, shining brown eyes, he looked straight into my heart.   I knew what he was asking and expecting.  Would I hold his bone for him?  I did.  Filled with obvious delight and relief, the chewing and chomping began again.  He could go on if I was holding the bone.

Can you guess what I’m going to say?  Don’t you and I also know, that when our burdens become too much to bear, we, also, have someone we can ask to hold them for us? When we’re too tired to do it anymore, we can toss them into the arms of the One who loves us so much.  He will gladly hold them, helping us to carry on.  We know of a certainty that Jesus wants us to do that very thing, because He said in Matthew 11:28, “Come to me, all of you who are weary and carry heavy burdens, and I will give you rest.”  Such a simple thing to do, but so tremendously helpful.

Jack had no doubt that I would help him and hold his bone.  You and I need have no doubts that Jesus will also, most gladly, help us, and hold our burdens.  Never forget, though obstacles can seem insurmountable to us, nothing at all is too hard for God to handle; so go ahead, let Him hold your bone of heavy burden.