Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the
law of Christ.
- Galatians 6:2 (NIV)
There are certain sounds you never want to hear while you're
driving your vehicle: a squeal, a clunk; a grinding noise.
The worst part? Trying to explain that sound to a mechanic. Let's be honest, it's not always easy for a woman to describe a mysterious noise without feeling like she's being looked at as if she has two heads! I usually resort to making the sound myself... and somehow that never seems to help.
So, my primary method of transportation has been sitting at the mechanic's shop since last Wednesday.
Ugh.
One day I'm running my own errands, driving myself to work, and coming and going whenever I please. The next day I'm asking for rides, borrowing a vehicle, rearranging appointments, and depending on someone else. I don't like it.
I've worked hard these last several years to regain my self-sufficiency. After breaking my leg in 2019, enduring surgery, battling an infection, and nearly losing my life to pulmonary embolisms, simply getting back to where I could do things on my own again felt like a tremendous victory. My freedom wasn't something I took for granted anymore.
So having to rely on someone else—even for something as simple as getting to work—has been harder than I expected. Now, don't get me wrong. I truly enjoy the extra time I get to spend with my handsome husband as he chauffeurs me to and from work. Those extra conversations are a blessing I wouldn't have had otherwise.
But I still catch myself thinking, I hate feeling like I'm a burden. The truth is, I'm probably the only one thinking that. He's never complained. He's never made me feel guilty. He's simply adjusted his schedule because that's what people who love each other do.
Galatians 6:2 tells us to "Carry each other's burdens." We often picture that verse applying to life's biggest hardships—a serious illness, the loss of a loved one, or a financial crisis. But maybe it also applies to the everyday inconveniences. Maybe carrying someone's burden looks like driving them to work, picking up groceries, watching their kids for an afternoon, or simply being available when they're needed.
Here's the part God has been working on in me this week: sometimes being willing to accept help is just as important as being willing to give it.
Most of us don't mind helping others. In fact, we enjoy it. But when the tables are turned, we suddenly feel like we're inconveniencing everyone around us.
Maybe that's because we forget that allowing someone to help us gives them the opportunity to live out the very verse we're reading today.
One day my vehicle will be fixed, and I'll be back to driving myself wherever I need to go. Until then, maybe my lesson isn't about transportation at all.
Maybe it's about learning that sometimes God carries our burdens through the hands of the people who love us.
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Daily Inspiration from the Bible
- Galatians 6:2 (NIV)
The worst part? Trying to explain that sound to a mechanic. Let's be honest, it's not always easy for a woman to describe a mysterious noise without feeling like she's being looked at as if she has two heads! I usually resort to making the sound myself... and somehow that never seems to help.
So, my primary method of transportation has been sitting at the mechanic's shop since last Wednesday.
Ugh.
One day I'm running my own errands, driving myself to work, and coming and going whenever I please. The next day I'm asking for rides, borrowing a vehicle, rearranging appointments, and depending on someone else. I don't like it.
I've worked hard these last several years to regain my self-sufficiency. After breaking my leg in 2019, enduring surgery, battling an infection, and nearly losing my life to pulmonary embolisms, simply getting back to where I could do things on my own again felt like a tremendous victory. My freedom wasn't something I took for granted anymore.
So having to rely on someone else—even for something as simple as getting to work—has been harder than I expected. Now, don't get me wrong. I truly enjoy the extra time I get to spend with my handsome husband as he chauffeurs me to and from work. Those extra conversations are a blessing I wouldn't have had otherwise.
But I still catch myself thinking, I hate feeling like I'm a burden. The truth is, I'm probably the only one thinking that. He's never complained. He's never made me feel guilty. He's simply adjusted his schedule because that's what people who love each other do.
Galatians 6:2 tells us to "Carry each other's burdens." We often picture that verse applying to life's biggest hardships—a serious illness, the loss of a loved one, or a financial crisis. But maybe it also applies to the everyday inconveniences. Maybe carrying someone's burden looks like driving them to work, picking up groceries, watching their kids for an afternoon, or simply being available when they're needed.
Here's the part God has been working on in me this week: sometimes being willing to accept help is just as important as being willing to give it.
Most of us don't mind helping others. In fact, we enjoy it. But when the tables are turned, we suddenly feel like we're inconveniencing everyone around us.
Maybe that's because we forget that allowing someone to help us gives them the opportunity to live out the very verse we're reading today.
One day my vehicle will be fixed, and I'll be back to driving myself wherever I need to go. Until then, maybe my lesson isn't about transportation at all.
Maybe it's about learning that sometimes God carries our burdens through the hands of the people who love us.
Daily Inspiration from the Bible