God Almighty, my Savior Jesus,
I come to You tired so tired.
Weighed down by burdens I was never meant to carry alone.
My soul is weary, my heart heavy,
and the world’s demands crush me beneath their weight.
You say, “Come to me, all who labor and are heavy laden, and I will give you rest.”
I lay down my armor, my striving, my pretending.
I bring You every ache, every fear, every broken dream.
Come and carry me, Lord.
Let Your yoke be easy, Your burden light.
You know how the world misunderstands You,
how even Your own reject Your truth and Your love.
I understand that pain too
the loneliness of being unseen, the sting of rejection.
Hold me close when I feel cast aside.
Let Your gentleness heal my wounds.
You say, “Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and lowly in heart.”
Teach me to walk softly with You,
to lean into Your kindness instead of fighting on my own.
Help me trust that in You there is peace
not the world’s restless chaos,
but a deep, steady calm that sustains.
You testify of the Father,
that He is kind beyond all understanding,
that His heart longs for the weary, the burdened, the lost.
Open my eyes to see Your Father’s love anew.
Let me rest in the sure knowledge that I am held,
that I am known,
that I am loved without condition.
Jesus, forgive me for when I have doubted,
for when I have carried the load alone,
for when I have resisted Your gentle call.
I surrender now
my doubts, my fears, my weariness my loneliness.
Take them, and give me Your rest.
In the midst of storms and struggles,
You are my refuge.
In the noise and the crowds,
You are my quiet peace.
Thank You for calling me
to rest, to trust, to come home.
I lay down my burdens and take up Your yoke.
Teach me, carry me, love me.
In Your gentle, powerful name, Jesus.
Amen