I held up my green worn backpack in front of my high school friends,
and the weight of the rocks it held inside pulled the straps tight.
“Each of us carry burdens in our lives. We try to hide the weight
behind plastered smiles or in secret bags that we drag behind us.”
I pulled out the rocks, the words lonely, fear of future, others
expectations, insecure, and failure, were scrawled in black sharpie. I
held them up and let each fall the floor with a crash. These rocks
represented the burdens I have struggled to carry over the past year.
But Jesus has not called me to carry by burdens alone. He has called
all of those who are weary and heavy laden to come and he will take on
the load we bear. He has called us to come and rest. I encouraged the
students to think about what burdens they fumble with and hide. What
would be written on your rock?
One by one my high school friends got up and put their rocks in the
green backpack lying at the center of the room. Each rock fell heavy
onto the next- heavy with its physical weight, and with the weight of
what they represented. I am thankful that because Jesus gave His life
for me, I no longer have to carry my rocks. I pray that as we finish
up the semester and our students carry sometimes-unbearable loads they
would turn to the only One who has already taken on their burdens.



























































