Traveling Light
Most of us like to travel. What we hate is the baggage we’re carrying around. But what if you could travel through life with no bags at all?
The Luggage of Life
We may not start life with a lot of baggage, but the older we get, the more we seem to pick up along the way. The bags we grab are not made of leather; they’re made of burdens.
The Burden of a Lesser God
How many times have we put God in a box? How many times have we stuffed him into a small corner of our lives, only to find that the gods we create are insufficient to meet our daily needs?
The Burden of Self Reliance
We humans want to do things our way. Forget the easy way. Forget the best way. Forget God’s way. We want it our way.
The Burden of Discontent
Want. What a curious piece of luggage. Like an optical illusion, this is one bag you can never seem to fill. The fuller it is, the emptier it seems.
The Burden of Weariness
The to-do list. It’s always growing. And for every item you cross off, three more appear.
The Burden of Worry
Worry splits our energy between today’s priorities and tomorrow’s problems. But worry has never brightened a day, solved a problem, cured a disease, or put food on the table.
The Burden of Hopelessness
It’s a jungle out there, and even the most seasoned travelers can lose their way. Or even worse, lose their hope.
The Burden of Guilt
Have you ever had a moment you wished you could take back? Maybe a lapse in judgment or integrity? But the deed was done. And now, it weighs on you.
The Burden of Arrogance
What goes up must come down. It’s the law of gravity. It’s also the law of pride. Pride goes before a fall. And try as we might to puff ourselves up, arrogance ultimately weighs us down.
The Burden of the Grave
The clock is ticking. Every one of us has an appointed time when we will pass out of this life. The uneasy feeling in our stomach when we pass a graveyard or attend a loved one’s funeral is an unwelcome reminder that there’s no escaping death.
The Burden of Grief
God has the last word on death, sorrow, grief and despair. It’s the promise of eternity. Our future hope gives us the strength to drop the black bag of grief for good.
The Burden of Fear
Fear stops us in our tracks and sends chills down our spine. It plagues us and paralyzes us.
The Burden of Loneliness
Bags of loneliness show up everywhere. They litter the floors of boardrooms and clubs. We drag them into parties and usually drag them back out.
The Burden of Shame
Dwelling on the past can turn the stoutest of hearts into a tailspin of guilt and shame. Shame reminds us that we can’t change the things we have done, anymore than we can undo the harm done to us.
The Burden of Disappointment
Remember when you dared to let your hopes get high, only to find them crashing to the ground? It happens to all of us. Life is full of disappointments, both big and small.
The Burden of Envy
At one point or another, we all carry the ugly, green burden of envy. We notice the neighbors have a new car, and suddenly realize we don’t.
The Burden of Doubt
Fill a bag with every doubt, question, excuse, or demand. It still would not be too heavy for God. No argument is too massive for God. He never backs off, never backs down, and never turns away.
The Burden of Homesickness
Most of us like to travel, but after a while, we long to go home. Believers are prone to bouts of homesickness, because we know our “forever home” is not on this earth.
