Coming home from a weekend with friends we took the following pictures of loads being carried along the road. Enjoy a taste of the burdens we sometimes get to witness:
The loads being carried were varied.
The modes of transport diverse.
From motorcycles turned into wagons, to Suzukis loaded down with men,
Each one is carrying a burden.
Moving crops, herds, or people.
Loaded to one side, about to fall, or perfectly balanced on a head.
Burdens carried from place to place.
Loads transferred from here to there.
From trucks fully loaded to donkey carts staggering under the weight
The loads are obvious.
Their weight unmistakeable.
And for you and me?
...Our loads being carried may vary.
The mode of transport the same.
Hearts entangled in the sin that clings, minds enslaved to thoughts unseen.
Each one is carrying a burden,
Though the load may not be obvious.
Loaded down in unbelief, in loneliness, in worry, in anger, or disappointment.
Burdens we carry but are out of place.
We've been set free from sin, released to live.
In Christ I am truly free.
Called to run this race, looking to Jesus who endured the cross.
I'm set free to truly love, forgive, serve, give grace, compassion and kindness, patience and endurance.
Freedom.
Running hard.
Burden free.
Weightless.
Freedom.
Joy.
Therefore, since we are surrounded by so great a cloud of witnesses, let us also lay aside every weight, and sin which clings so closely, and let us run with endurance the race that is set before us, 2 looking to Jesus, the founder and perfecter of our faith, who for the joy that was set before him endured the cross, despising the shame, and is seated at the right hand of the throne of God. Hebrews 12:1-2
No longer a "beast of burden" but set free from slavery to freedom in Christ,
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