Jesus said, come to me, all who are weary, and I will give you rest. I’m starting to think this is less of an offer from him, and more of a requirement of his people towards others.
I’ve learned a lot about love in the past year. One year ago I was just returning from Tanzania. I’m not sure if Tanzania is a Swahili word or what, but I’m convinced it means “love” somewhere. Maybe at least in God’s language.
Speaking of God, I’ve learned a lot about Jesus recently too. The past two years have been trying times for my relationship with God. I grew so much in my last year and a half of high school. I’m not the same now and I know in a year and a half I’ll be different again, but that change was most important to me. I finally became the person I want to be–or at least became more on my way to getting there. But this change really shifted the way I view a lot of things about God–mainly causing me to build resistance to religion–and only recently have I found the love and hope I’ve been longing for in my relationship with Jesus. Thank you to St. James Episcopal Church in my hometown for helping me solidify this newfound love and hope.
Anyway, back to talking about love and giving rest to the weary. To love well, you must do unto others what Jesus asks of your relationship with him–die to self. You have to carry another’s burdens and sorrows because that’s just what you do. You would think that dying to yourself every single day and instead trying to give others rest would just make you tired. I’ve learned you actually become a better person for it.
Wouldn’t the world be a much brighter place if we all were like Jesus in this way? If only we took his offer of carrying our burdens not as an opportunity for self but rather as an opportunity for service. I believe our communities would be less heavy and burdened and instead more full of love.
If only we were all like Jesus. Families and relationships would be small-scale Tanzanias; infinitely full of love and life and joy, each with a little glimpse of heaven.