“For all must carry their own loads.”
Galatians 6:5 NRSV
Paw’s load was pecans, and Granny’s load was Paw. Granny carried more than her share. Too bad Paw never learned to carry himself; and sadly, Granny waited until he died to live.
Carry your own load now. Don’t wait for someone to die because the insurance money will only insure the probability that others will line up sooner rather than later, wanting you to pick up where they recently left off.
Everyone must carry their own load. Now is the time to take an inventory of what you need to see about yourself, the laundry list of inescapable strengths and weaknesses that parade behind you like a waddling line of downy yellow ducklings. They will follow you anywhere.
Tend to your own load lest those ducklings obediently plunge off the precipice of your self-deceit. You wouldn’t have flown so far down if you had known the ducklings were far too immature to fly.
Yes, Wisdom, help me to carry my own load.
© Amy Persons Parkes 2013