I watched my granddaughter standing at her activity push cart, her little hands full and her expression determined. One by one, she tossed toys into the cart — blocks, dolls, stuffed animals. With every added toy, the cart grew heavier and less stable. Each time something tumbled out, she stopped just long enough to pick it up and place it back on top, convinced she could carry it all.
From where I sat, the problem was obvious: The load was too heavy. The cart wasn’t meant to hold everything at once. She needed help. But in her mind, she had it handled. She resisted my attempts to remove any toys or steady the cart, certain she could push it all on her own. As I watched her struggle forward, frustration rising with every fallen toy, I felt a familiar knowing settle in my heart:
I’ve lived that moment many times myself.
How often do we stack our lives the same way? We pile on responsibilities, worries, expectations, and silent fears. We convince ourselves that if we just try harder, move things around, or push longer, we can manage it all. We tell ourselves that asking for help means failure, or that faith requires self-reliance.
Yet from God’s perspective, the truth is clear: The load is too heavy.
There’s something deeply human about our refusal to share the load. Somewhere along the way, we learned that strength looks like independence and that maturity means not needing anyone. But Scripture tells a different story, one where true strength is found in surrender. Jesus never asked us to carry the weight of life alone. Instead, He invites us to come to Him with hearts that are honest and open.
Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.
Matthew 11:28
He doesn’t ask us to sort through our burdens or decide which ones are acceptable to bring. He simply welcomes the weary. Yet still, we hesitate, fearing vulnerability and what it might cost us to let go. So, we keep on pushing, pausing only to gather the unbalanced pieces of life that spill over.
But God sees the strain we ignore. He sees the effort it takes just to keep moving. And while He doesn’t shame us for carrying too much, He does invite us to trust Him with what weighs us down. Sharing the load requires humility. It means admitting we have limits and believing that dependence isn’t a sign of weakness. It means acknowledging that we were created to rely on God and to walk alongside one another.
Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.
Galatians 6:2 NIV
When I knelt beside my granddaughter and quietly lifted a few toys from her cart, she resisted at first. But when she pushed again, steadiness replaced strain and the cart moved with ease, joy following where frustration had been.
Nothing she truly needed was taken from her — only what she was never meant to carry forward.
That moment has stayed with me since, and I wonder how much lighter my own steps might be if I trusted God enough to release what I was never meant to carry. How much peace might come from sharing the load instead of insisting on doing it all alone.
Perhaps your cart feels full today? Maybe things keep spilling out despite your best efforts? The invitation remains the same: Pause, release, trust, and share.
You don’t have to carry it all.



This really spoke to me today. Thank you for sharing this with us. What a cute story and great example to learn from. God bless you!
Thank you so much for sharing. I feel as if my load is too much for me to carry today. I’m grieving my husband’s transition in May then my mother transitioned in July of 2025. You’re talking about load that is heavy. I realize then and now I can’t carry all of this on my own. I had to lean in more on God for my strength and support to help me on this journey. This is a very heavy load to carry. Pray for me and I’ll do the same.
Thank you!
Sherry
Dear Sherry..I read your comment today and I feel an ache in my heart for you. Heavy loads can really affect us in many different ways. I will pray for you this morning when I do my prayers. If ever you need to talk to someone, I am here for you. Just email me. I love you and just continue to pray to God no matter want and what I found out, was this. “Never give up. There is always Hope and we have to hang on to this. Love and prayers………………..Betsy Basile
Sherry, thank you for trusting us with something so tender and painful. My heart truly goes out to you. Losing your husband and your mother in such a short span of time is an incredibly heavy load, and it makes so much sense that you feel the weight of it. I admire your honesty and your faith in leaning into God for strength when it feels like too much to carry alone. Please know you are not alone,I am lifting you up in prayer, asking God to surround you with His peace, comfort, and sustaining strength. Thank you for your prayers as well. May God continue to hold you close on this journey.
Jackie Smith-Bell
I am currently awaiting an ultrasound core needle breast biopsy at Michigan Medicine. Calling daily for a possible cancellation. I’ve shared with a few close friends and, of course, my amazing pastor, the Rev. Melissa Anne Rogers, First Pres. Ann Arbor.
What a great word picture of Biblical truth! Blessings (((0)))
Dear Jackie…..WOW, your devotion today hit me right where I needed it. At age 78, and the job I had for 45 years, I felt I could do it all. That was basically my job as a manager; however, life sometimes is not the same as work. It can be much more personal especially when it involves family. My now ex husband has dementia that has progressed significantly as he refused to follow doctor’s orders. I stayed with him for 3+ years thinking I could turn him around. He also was drinking heavily and every night for all those years, he was half drunk and the dementia really grabbed him. As the neurologists told me, people that won’t do what we tell them, they must always turn on the person that lives with them 24/7, which was me. No cell phones then and every time I tried to use our landline to call 911, he grabbed the phone out of my hands and the abuse followed. This went on until that one night in April when he really tried to basically kill me, but the Lord was with me and I got the 911 call through but he didn’t know it and the dispatcher was taping it all, called the police who were here in less than 10 minutes. I knew then that I was in over my head. Called the doctor and he said I needed to get him from the house or my safety was in serious danger. I was scared. It was at this time that I realized the 1st time, that I could not handle all of this and my ungrateful son called me and on the phone said he no longer considered me his Mother and he banned me from seeing the 1 grandson that I have who now is 15. It is a heartbreaking situation that still continues after 6 years. My son would not help me with his father and even denied that his father was sick. My “son” is 55 years old, but barely ever would visit us. I still tried to help him after I was no longer his “mother”. So this situation turned into a mess, when this 2nd time I really was really weary and things are not as easy when you are my age. As I was working on 2 different (in)courage journals, they finally got it through my thick head that I didn’t have to carry this all alone which your daughter learned as well. I prayed to the Lord and asked Him if I could place my burdens at His feet for His help. My Holy Spirit whispered “Yes, do it”. For some reason I thought I should not bother Jesus with my problems. I thought He may be angry with me, but of course he wasn’t. I pray frequently every day and things are a bit better, but during the wait, I know that He is working where we don’t know and shouldn’t ask. Just keep praying. I do that and I feel some peace, but my son, his wife and my ex continues telling my grandson lies about me. My son has sent me several really nasty emails where he called me names I wouldn’t even feel comfortable saying here. Every one gets worse and he says I belong in a mental institution. I don’t even have the ability to reach him. He has everything blocked so he does not even allow me to defend myself and tell him the REAL truth. Thank you, Jackie for your wise words which have helped me tremendously today. I send you my love and prayers and I wish you a blessed week………….Betsy Basile
This is a good reminder for me and for all of us. The lesson, illustrated by a child, is simply and clearly expressed. Thank you.
Thank you so much for this encouragement today Jackie! Hugs and prayers ❤️
Thank you and hugging you from here, Terry!
Jackie, this was wonderful!!
Thanks for sharing.
Hi Betsy,
Thank you for sharing your brave and tender story with me and the (in)courage community. Our heart is with you, and I want you to know this, you were never meant to carry all of this alone. Jesus is never bothered by our pain, and He sees every tear, every injustice, and every prayer whispered in the waiting. I’m so grateful you listened to the Holy Spirit’s gentle yes and laid your burdens at His feet.
I’m praying the Lord continues to cover you with His peace and remind you how deeply seen and loved you are.
Lifting you in prayer,
Jackie
Really needed this today. Thank you Jackie. Praying we can all lay our burdens at His feet.
Thank you!!
Jackie,
God tells us to share our burdens with others. By not doing so we are robbing people of joy they get when assisting. We were never meant to do life alone. God wants us in community.
Blessings 🙂
my God! that was so powerful that i’m over here tearing up. these words got me “Nothing she truly needed was taken from her — only what she was never meant to carry forward.” thank you for sharing.