What If You Could Leave Your Burdens to God

God said:

What if you could leave matters to Me? What if you could let go of all that you hold onto so tightly? What if you could? What if you would?

What a weight would fall off your back. How relieved you would be. How light you would feel when you leave your burdens to Me. Leave them at My door, or leave them at My feet. To Me, they are as if nothing. To you they are everything. Burdens are weights you carry. Don't carry them. You don't have to carry them.

I do not mean you pretend them away. I mean that you take that knapsack of burdens off your back. Take that knapsack off. Carrying it around doesn't solve anything. Taking your burdens off your back will undo them. At the very least, you will feel lighter.

What makes you carry them around with you as if for safe-keeping? What good does that do? It only makes you heavy on your feet. It keeps your head down, and your shoulders weighted. Dropping off your troubles will improve your posture. Improve it now.

The word undaunted is a good word. When you carry your burdens around with you, you are daunted. Take off your burdens, and you will be undaunted. Why not be undaunted? Trouble does not have to nip at your heels.

If you don't know how to solve what weighs on you, why carry it around with you? Put your troubles down.

Sometimes troubles do disappear on their own. Sometimes troubles do not disappear until they are over. Meanwhile, what are you doing weighing yourself down with troubles that are on their way out or even on their way in? Are your troubles the background music you play?

It seems that you believe you must have troubles, that you believe troubles are a part of life, a part of you.

What if you come to think that troubles do not have to pursue you? Troubles do not have to be at your heels. Give yourself a rest from troubles. If troubles are going to find you, they will find you without your help. You can leave troubles to their own devices. You don't have to help them out. You don't have to carry them around.

Abandon the burden of troubles. Leave them at the wayside. If you have a difficulty, that is enough. Attend to it when it is there, not before, and not after. Even after a trouble has been resolved, have you not continued to carry it as if you were beholden to it? What do you think you owe the past, beloveds, that you continue to shoulder it?

Be done with the idea of trouble. If there were no word for it, would it exist? If there were no word for trouble, would trouble exist? I ask this question seriously.

What if troubles were looked at as only potholes in the road. No one is overjoyed at potholes, yet no one is vanquished by them either. Oh, well, they are just potholes in the road. Potholes are not your favorites. nor are they your enemies. They are just there. They aren't such a big deal. You manage the road with or without potholes.

What if troubles were called bumps in the road? Here a bump, there a bump. You've made it through every bump so far. You can only make it through the bumps in the road. The bumps do not pursue you. They are there, and then they are done. You get past them every time. Bumps in the road are what you say they are, no more, no less. Bumps in the road are, well, just bumps in the road.

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Great advice

This is such wonderful advice. I’m not sure if it is the result of reading other Heavenletters with similar advice or not, but I have been putting this advice into practice for some time now. The results have been spectacular for me.

In my case, my burdens are my worries. I have learned to take notice of when I am not feeling up to par and to try to trace the feeling to its source. Invariably, something has recently happened and this has triggered some sort of fear about what it my mean to my future. As I trace it backwards from the feeling in my mind to the trigger and its imagined consequences, what I was pretty much unconsciously worried about becomes clear to me. I then turn it over to God and accept His promises to shoulder the burden.

My worries are replaced by trust. It works like magic. I feel fine and positive again. The worries were silly. In their place I have a feeling of appreciation for the many good things of my life.

Love to all………Chuck

Wonderful! Wonderful!

Wonderful! Wonderful!

Divine Timing, an amazing

Divine Timing, an amazing Heavenletter and your amazing post helps me so much.

biggest hugs dear.
Berit

Chuck you have just the right words to help us all.

I think I'll do the "TRUST" thing you suggest.

George

I think I will read this

I think I will read this daily at least 3 times for some time :-)))
THANK YOU.

"If you don't know how to solve what weighs on you..."

This Letter tells us what's best way for us to handle troubles, cares, hurts, loves, and all sorts of things that fill our life and our consciousness most of our days. Read this Letter again and again until you catch on to the divine process of putting the troubles where they belong. They belong in God's garden of love and understanding. They become the basis of the wisdom that makes us who we are. It should be fun being us.

George

you are my everything

dear God heavenley father,
its so nice your advice fear and worry and kepping burden
most of time i learn to out everything wory and fear i can not keep in my heart
my felling of nigative thing, because i know you are thers heart and tought
you are everything to me of my life,
love and light,,

Lay your burden down

"I mean that you take that knapsack of burdens off your back. Take that knapsack off. "

And He Layed His Burden Down

He had faithfully followed the river's flow
'Cross miles of worry, waste and woe,
With the precious stones in his treasured sack
Ingrained into his tortured back,
And looked out o'er the shining sea
With the deep desire to be free...

And he laid his burden down.

He slowly breached the gentle tide
With weariness he could not hide
And there released the troubled strain,
The faulty hope and the bitter pain
Of fear he'd lose his precious prize
That now dissolved before his eyes...

And he washed all want away.

He ventured further into the charms
Of the rolling surf, into whose arms
He lay back in deep abiding peace,
Letting go all care in sweet release,
And there, bathed in Love's eternal Light,
Knew in his heart that all was right...

Now he floats freely with the waves.

rcd 3/15/06

 

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