Years ago, I participated in a skit called “The Last Christian.” The premise was that God telephoned me and said I was the only human being left on earth to teach God’s message of love and forgiveness. In today’s world, it’s easy to believe we are the only ones left to do God’s work in our community, our church or our family. Consequently, we keep on as secretary of the board, or chair of fundraising or caring for our loved one, even when we’re exhausted and long after the joy and fun is gone.
My experience has taught me that when I finally have the courage to quit, the job eventually gets done by someone else. The hole I expected to leave disappears, just as a raindrop disappears when it hits the ocean. Even my loved one who needed me so desperately discovers the strength to go on without me, or someone else to fills my role.
The reality is that we don’t trust in God to make sure the job gets done. Fear pushes us to think we’re indispensable. I am grateful that I am not. I can resign. I can bring in respite care.
The truth is that the quality of our service and our caring deteriorates when we’re exhausted and resentful. Before that happens, remember: you can stop and rest, because God is not limited to just you. You are NOT the last Christian, the last of God’s angels here on earth. Thanks be to God.
“Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For my yoke is easy and my burden is light.” (Matthew 11:28-30)