Tired. Seeking comfort from his dad after a long day. Holding his dads hand (which is a rarity).
Miles didn’t fall, he didn’t get in trouble, and lose his scooter. He was just tired and wanted to know he was ok. He wanted to be close to his dad. Micah said, “ It’s ok, I’ll walk with you”.
This moment (captured last week) feels like me, this week. I’ve been trying to listen, to learn, to pray, to love, to encourage. But today, I am just, so, very tired.
The world seems to be carrying such heavy loads of grief, pain, anger, and injustice. It doesn’t feel like things are getting better.
I can’t watch the news, I’ve had to limit my social media, because the weight of it all can, and has made me physically sick.
I struggle with understanding what is so hard about love? About compassion? About generosity? About selflessness?
I am tired, but I have hope. I see Miles and Micah in this snapshot of everyday life, and am reminded, we are all children.

I (and you) have a dad who is waiting to hold hands. Ready to say, “It’s ok, I’ll walk with you”.

We have to be willing to admit, we can’t carry these burdens on our own. Maybe your burden is your relationships, your job, the uncertainty of the future, maybe, like me, you’re trying to understand this very messed up world we live in, and what you can do about it.

We can continue to learn, to love, and to encourage, while holding hands and remembering we are not now (or ever), alone in our struggles or burdens.

We just have to be willing to reach.

“Come to me, all who are weary, and I will give you rest.” Matthew 11:28

“Fear not, for I am with you; be not dismayed, for I am your God; I will strengthen you, I will help you, I will uphold you with my righteous right hand.” Isaiah 41:10