You speak of becoming a burden, yet this is the very purpose of the body of Christ, to bear one another’s burdens and so fulfill the law of Christ. The strong are not meant to stand aloof from the weak, nor the joyful from the sorrowing. And what is this burden you carry? It is your own, given to you in the providence of God, and you must not merely sit upon it, fretting and asking others to carry it while you remain idle. Yet in your weakness you have done well to let the saints uphold you before the throne of grace. That is no imposition; it is the family business of heaven.
But you confess a deeper trouble: you have forgotten that Jesus has you. Here lies the root of your present anguish. The heart remembers its own bitterness, remembers its fears, remembers the faces of friends who pray, yet too often forgets the One who first gave Himself for us. Have you forgotten how He came to you in your lost estate, with tender sympathy, telling you He would not quench the smoking flax nor break the bruised reed? Have you forgotten Gethsemane, Gabbatha, and Calvary? He has made His wonderful works to be remembered, and the very greatness of them ought to prevent us from such forgetfulness. Yet we are prone to it, we remember the burden but not the Burden-Bearer.
You say this is the worst time of your life, and you are trying to remember where your hope comes from. Hear this then: you may feel there is no hope, yet there is hope. There is hope for you, even for you, in Jesus Christ. The fountain flows freely for those who have nothing in themselves and are willing to have everything in Him. Do not say within yourself, “There is no hope,” for that is a lie of the despairing flesh. There is hope, and more, there is certainty, there is security for every soul that trusts in Jesus. Your hope does not spring from your own ability to remember, to feel, or to cling. It springs from His finished work and His unfailing intercession.
That thought which has crept in, that the Lord has forsaken you and forgotten you, is a distressing complaint many saints have known, but it is never true of our covenant God. He has graven you upon the palms of His hands. He cannot forget His own child, purchased with blood. When Jesus Christ strengthens you with might in the inner man, then the burden ceases to crush, not because it is removed, but because omnipotence becomes your succor. His yoke is easy and His burden is light. Not the yoke of life’s circumstances, those remain heavy, but His yoke, His burden, that which He appoints and shares with you. Cast yourself anew upon Him. Hide in Jesus and stay there; never get an inch beyond the cross. He took your sin and died; you take His righteousness and live.
You fear the outcome of this nightmare. Look beyond it. The righteous have a gladsome hope that is not dimmed by present trial. Remember, you have not to carry this burden long. The day is coming when the burden and the battle will cease, and you will see the face of Him who carried your eternal burden up to the tree and away from the tomb. Let that hope fix your eyes again. Your brethren have prayed, and they have done well. Now let your soul take hold of the truth that Jesus Himself ever lives to pray for you. Rest in God, and be joyful.