The World’s Weight

Let nothing disturb you,
nothing frighten you,
all things are passing.
God never changes.
Patience obtains all things.
Whoever has God lacks nothing.
God is enough.
~The Prayer of St. Teresa of Avila (1515-1582)

I know from experience that when I allow busy little doings to fill the precious time of early morning, when contemplation might flourish, I open the doors to the demon of acedia.
Noon becomes a blur – no time, no time – the wolfing down of a sandwich as I listen to the morning’s phone messages and plan the afternoon’s errands.
When evening comes, I am so exhausted that vespers has become impossible.
It is as if I have taken the world’s weight on my shoulders and am too greedy, and too foolish, to surrender it to God.
~Kathleen Norris from The Quotidian Mysteries: Laundry, Liturgy and Woman’s “Work”

There are sleepless nights when the burdens of my waking hours weigh heavily. Almost anything becomes is more fearsome in the dark.

Even in the misty dawn of daylight, the puzzle pieces of the duties of the day feel scattered and impossible to put together, making no logical pattern or sense.

They can feel as random as a million dandelions overwhelming a pasture.

In those helpless moments, I must remember that if I surrender them over to God, He picks up what I cannot carry.

God does not change, God is sufficient, God is patient.

He is enough for now, for tonight, for today, for tomorrow.

And forever.

6 thoughts on “The World’s Weight

  1. John O’Donohue used the term “pastures of wonder” and that is what comes to mind as I read this. It blows me away.

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  2. Did you know the birds start vocalizing around 5:00 these days?

    I wish I was asleep and would miss the notification of the start of their day,

    but with the stress of life these days I wake up far too early.

    Lots of uncertainties. Not sure what the coming months will be like.

    Listening to the radio earlier, the woman said take a blank sheet of paper and sign your name.

    Tell the Lord, “Let your will be done.”

    Blessings to you this seventh day of May.

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  3. Linda, the birds start as early as 4:30 AM here! I too wish their chorus was a little later. Praying for your upcoming days and weeks. Emily

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