To Share Our Burdens

December 16, 2011

A Quest For Truth, Soul Seeds

Compassion and empathy
We might bestow
For our brothers and sisters
So, no one’s alone.

¸¸.•*¨*• LOVE •*¨*•.¸¸

How can I hope to help you heal
If your wounds, you do not let me feel.
How do I know your hurt is deep
If never, you let me see you weep.
How can I be your friend, not foe
If when you choose to let me go.
How might I bless you from above
If never you ask and trust in love.

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14 Comments on “To Share Our Burdens”

  1. granbee Says:

    We truly cannot avoid carrying burdens in this life. What we CAN avoid is carrying them alone! Remember, Jessie J., allowing someone to help you carry your load is sometimes the best gift you can give them! Thank you so much for such a loving post here!


    • Jessie Jeanine Says:

      “Allowing someone to help you carry your load is sometimes the best gift you can give them!” I find such comfort in your words my friend and I’m so grateful. This is something I’ve been learning a lot more of these past couple of months as I start all over again due to another relocation (home, friends, church, business, etc.) I am so used to being the giver and how very, very humbling it is to be on the receiving end. Your thoughtfulness touches my heart greatly ~ thank you.


  2. Amberr Meadows Says:

    Beautiful. I also love the scripture included.


  3. AJ Barlow Says:

    I love this, such well expressed thoughts. There were wounds in my life only the Savior could heal, I suppose thats why I wish all could experience that healing, the healing only He can give. Great post!


    • Jessie Jeanine Says:

      Thank you AJ and I really appreciate seeing you here as I love your writings as well.

      “There were wounds in my life only the Savior could heal” is perfect and wonderful. Be blessed friend!


  4. Steven Sawyer Says:

    When I read this it brought to my memory a beautiful anonymous poem I heard years ago when I was in Alanon. It goes like this:

    As children bring their broken toys
    with tears for us to mend
    I brought my broken dreams to God
    because He is my friend.

    But then, instead of leaving Him
    in peace to work alone
    I hung around and tried to help
    with ways that were my own.

    At last I snatched them back and cried,
    “How could you be so slow?”
    “My child,” He said. “What could I do?
    You never would let go.”


  5. Brian Says:

    I like this. It reminds me of my own limitations; that to truly help someone, I will have to point them to Jesus and step out of the way. I’m about to break out into a chorus of “Follow Me” :) Thank you!


    • Jessie Jeanine Says:

      Very well said my friend and I really appreciate your comment. Sometimes I get so caught up trying to explain too much when a point might best come across if said in a more direct and simple manner :) Brings to mind another poem too! Blessings to you and your family over the holidays.


  6. Bernadette Says:

    Brilliant, poem. thank you for sharing


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