Lord Jesus, I am tired.
Not just in my body — but in my soul.
I am tired of trying to hold it all together.
Tired of pretending I am fine.
Tired of carrying weights that were never mine to carry alone.
You said: “Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.”
Lord, I am coming to You right now.
Exactly as I am.
Broken. Drained. Empty.
I have nothing left to give.
And so I give You — nothing.
Just me.
Just this.
Heal what is exhausted inside me.
The part that has cried too many times.
The part that has hoped and been disappointed.
The part that is so, so tired of fighting.
Touch that place, Lord.
The deep place.
The place no one else can see.
Let Your peace — the peace that passes all understanding — wash over my mind right now.
Quiet the noise.
Still the fear.
Silence the voice that says
“you are too much” or “you are not enough.”
You made me.
You know me.
You love me — even now, even here, even in this exhaustion.
I don’t need to perform for You.
I don’t need to be strong for You.
I can simply rest.
In You.
So tonight, Lord — I lay it all down.
Every worry.
Every burden.
Every disappointment.
Every unanswered question.
I place it all
into Your hands.
And I trust that Your hands are strong enough to hold it all.
Restore me, Jesus.
Renew my strength.
Let me rise again like the eagle — not by my own power, but by Yours.
I am Yours.
And that is enough.
Amen.
