Shoulder to Lean On

Child of My love, lean hard,

And let Me feel the pressure of your care;

I know your burden, child. I shaped it;

Balanced it in Mine Own hand; made no proportion

In its weight to your unaided strength.

For even as I laid it on, I said,

"I will be near, and while she leans on Me,

This burden will be Mine, not hers;

So will I keep My child within the circling arms

Of My Own love." Here Lay it down, nor fear

To impose it on a shoulder that upholds

The government of worlds. Yet close come:

You are not near enough. I would embrace your care;

So I might feel My child reclining on My breast.

You love Me, I know. So then do not doubt;

But loving Me, lean hard.

--From Streams in the Desert

Thanks Rach for reminding me of "My favourite things"! :)