We are weary. Weary from relationships that don’t work or careers that don’t satisfy or bodies that refuse to heal. Weary from too many trips to the cemetery, therapist, or happy hours that are anything but. Our shoulders slump. Our eyelids droop. We are tired. A tired generation.
Blame it on the “reach for the moon” work ethic. We saddle up the horse called “go get ’em” and do exactly that. Blame our weariness on the Internet revolution. We’re never unplugged. Blame our exhaustion on a peculiar pride we have in margin-less living. We are proud of our long hours and late flights. The consequence? A society of exhaustion.
Are you among them? You don’t have to be. Jesus has an invitation for you: “Come to Me, all who are weary and heavy-laden, and I will give you rest” (Matthew 11:28).
