Heavy
Heavy. It makes me think of lifting, holding, pushing, pulling and all the while not getting very far. Although this may appear to be my version of Atlas, what I really had in mind was the weight of responsibility, the heavy load of the weight of the world on your shoulders. We can be glad to never have to experience such pressure, even if we were to become the president of one of earths big nations, we'd still not be responsible for the whole.
As Resurrection Sunday approaches, I think of Christ and how He took upon Himself the weight of the world's sins when He took our place to fulfill our insurmountable debt to God. He did not crumble under the weight as we would have.
