month 4: Cambodia
How can I be in a place that I love… yet still feel so much frustration inside?
I feel like I’m carrying the baggage from Bolivia on my shoulders.
The darkness, confusion, stress, and bitterness.
I’m picturing the Bolivian women who carry giant sacks over their shoulders with all of their belongings… and sometimes even their children inside.
I want to feel better. I want to reach a point of peace; but it feels like every realm opposing peace keeps overcoming me.
I wear a key around my neck every day, it says peace.
I know what it means, but I don’t have it.
I know the truth that surrounds it.
Peace; it’s a free gift. It’s freedom. It surpasses our understanding. It guards our hearts and minds. Peace brings joy. Jesus is the prince of peace. Peace is more than a feeling.
There’s still something I don’t know about peace.
“There’s nothing I hold onto” rings a lie when I sing it.
What else can I let go of to free my spirit?
What more could I lay down?
If there’s anything I’ve learned about following God, it’s that there’s always something else to lay down.
But its not always what we think.
What I’ve realized about this peace that I seek is that its much more simple than my world-driven mind makes it out to be.
I’ve been searching for something to lay down before the Lord.
But sometimes its as simple as laying down at the feet of Jesus,
laying my head on His chest, and taking in a deep breath.
Matthew 11:28-30
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.”
