Not a Beast of Burden

I recall a time when, for several days, I was overtaken with a feeling of deep depression. It followed a period of joy and happiness when everything was going well. Now all that, it seemed, had come to an end. So clouded was my thought that I felt no slightest sense of joy. I felt burdened, put upon, victimized by forces beyond my control. My earnest study seemed to yield no inspiration.

Finally, in a moment of utter desperation, I turned to God and pleaded, "Father, show me." And it was as if a voice answered, "You are not a beast of burden. You are a man of God!" Over and over again I repeated these words.

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