This week has been hectic for me. I've had a lot of homework, I've been busy with my church meetings as we prepare our new youth room, I've been assisting in the church home groups for the youth (small groups), and last weekend I helped out our kids ministry in their trip to White Sands.

Thing is, I came back with a nasty sunburn on my face. My fault, however, for not packing sunblock and assuming the other assistants would take some. Fortunately though, it's beginning to peel from my face so at least I'm seeing progress!

But all of this activity and work has caused some exhaustion and after our pastor reminded us yesterday during his sermon, he mentioned one of the reasons we become agitated is because we forget to leave some things for the Lord to take care of. We become paranoid with our problems and frustrations and want to solve everything ourselves. And that's due to a weak relationship with God. When we really crave him, we know when to seek him in the midst of commute.

Isaiah 40:31

"But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength;

they shall mount up with wings like eagles;

they shall run and not be weary;

they shall walk and not faint."

I'm aware that other people are going through much more right now in comparison to my "dilemma" but we're tired in our different ways.

Isaiah 40:30

"Even youths shall faint and be weary,

and young men shall fall exhausted."

I'm 15 so I can easily to relate to this scripture.

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"Believe me, there have been times where I couldn't bear to live."

I'm aware of the fact that the line above is just a figure speech but God will never give us a burden we can't handle.

Olga J. Weiss wrote this poem The Road Is too Rough

"The road is too rough," I said,

"Dear Lord, there are stones that hurt me so."

And He said, "Dear child, I understand,

I walked it long ago."

"But there's a cool green path," I said;

"Let me walk there for a time."

"No child," He gently answered me,

"The green path does not climb."

"My burden," I said, "Is far too great,

How can I bear it so?"

"My child," He said, "I remember the weight;

I carried My cross, you know."

But I said, "I wish there were friends with me

Who would make my way their own."

"Oh, yes," He said, "Gethsemane

Was hard to bear alone."

And so I climb the stony path,

Content at last to know

That where my Master had not gone,

I would not need to go.

And strangely then I found new friends,

The burden grew less sore;

And I remember – long ago

He went that way before.

(http://www.elite.net/~ebedyah/PastorsSite/otherscripture/isaiahstudies/isaiah40-25-31.htm)

Wow, I'm already looking forward to tomorrow!