Jesus once said, “My food is to do the will of him who sent me and to finish his work.”
Do you know that feeling? When the work energizes rather than depletes you? There are days like this. But there are other kinds of days too, when the words of the old carol feel so true:
And ye, beneath life’s crushing load,
Whose forms are bending low,
Who toil along the climbing way
With painful steps and slow…
Life does feel this way much of the time. And by the end of another year, that feeling is common. But that’s why the song reminds us:
Look now! for glad and golden hours
Come swiftly on the wing.
O rest beside the weary road,
And hear the angels sing!
We don’t need to lose heart. In this Christmas time of rest and warm celebration, let’s consider him who endured opposition from sinners. We will not grow weary (Hebrews 12:3).
“My soul shall be satisfied as with marrow and fatness; and my mouth shall praise thee with joyful lips: When I remember thee upon my bed, and meditate on thee in the night watches” (Psalm 63:5-6).
Consider the great work Jesus did for us. Let that be our joy.