We all have our ideas of what a burden bearer looks like and how much weight can be held. At times I have withheld hurt or information in fear that the load is too heavy, all the while, the weight upon my shoulders continues to deepen. What God revealed to me in Colorado as I looked underneath trees that seemingly looked too weak to carry the weight of the snow is that I underestimate my Burden Bearer. His Name is Jesus.
The branch in proportion to the mass of the snow that is weighing it down doesn't make sense to me. The branch appears as if at any minute, it will collapse under the weight of the burden it's carrying. I think we're much like the branch and we project our weakness to bear enormous weight on the One who has endless ability to bear our burdens and the weight of our lives.