The tones sound as he punches in the alarm sequence. “Last one to leave the building again”, he thinks as he gives the key a turn to the left. “And now it’s starting to rain, great, I’ll be drenched. Why did I have to park so far away? Lord knows I was here before almost everyone.” Cold and wet, he eases the car out of the lot and into the line of traffic. “The heater in this old wreck takes so long to get going, wish I could afford a newer one. I’ll be home before it warms up.”
But he’s wrong. There must be a wreck up ahead. The usual thirty minute commute from downtown Nashville to Franklin turns into forty-five, and then an hour. Thoughts turn to the day’s events as he contemplates the project he has worked on so diligently, and the criticism he received after presenting it. “I worked my head off to get that thing finished under budget and ahead of schedule.” He remembers the late nights of the past month. And even then, it wasn’t good enough to please the boss. “Typical micro manager,” he thinks. “Nothing is ever good enough for him.”
As he finally steps into the house, he sees the stack of unpaid bills lying on the table. Beside them is a note. “At the PTA meeting until late, make sure the kids finish their homework, sorry about dinner, you’ll have to fend for yourself.” He can hear the TV blaring down the hall, and the arguing voices of teenagers overpowering it. Obviously no homework is being done yet. He sighs and eases into his chair for a few moments of peace; aware of the ever-present ache that inhabits the small of his back lately. “I’m sinking fast. There has to be a better way than this.”
He glances at the coffee table and notices the unopened Bible he laid there three days ago after church. He looks down at his knees and realizes how long it has been since he has been on them. Bits and pieces of the pastor’s sermon start to come back to him. The story of Peter having the faith to step out of the boat and walk on water toward Jesus…and how Peter’s faith weakens…the part of the Master taking his hand as Peter begins to sink. And he realizes…there is a better way.
“Come to Me, all of you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. All of you, take up My yoke and learn from Me, because I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for yourselves. For My yoke is easy and My burden is light.”