When I am weary

…or when I am grumpy.

I know I have this option available to me, but I wonder why I don’t take advantage of it more than I do.


I often complain of being tired, so why do I continue to act like a four-year old, and insist that I can do it “all by myself”!  Why can’t I just let the bigger, stronger One take care of me as promised?

It’s one of the hard lessons of life.  I know I can’t do everything all by myself.

And I also know this.  When I ask for help, I also get rest.  Rest for the weary.