There is a proverb from some culture somewhere about how even a piece of paper is lighter when two people lift it. Or something like that. I think there is a profound depth to the idea of shared burdens. The people in this world I love the most are the ones with whom I have shared a burden.
Is it possible that God works intentionally with burdens? They are anchors for our souls, that keep us from drifting away. Today, I shared burdens. Some were mine, some belonged to others. But we shared them, emotionally, physically, however it is that we share a load.
At the end of this day, more has been accomplished than any one of us could do on our own. I am glad I can take the weight. I am glad others are willing to take the weight with me. I am grateful for shared burdens.
What are you blessed with today?