No Ways Tired

He had to go through Samaria on the way.  Eventually he came to the Samaritan village of Sychar, near the field that Jacob gave to his son Joseph.  Jacob’s well was there; and Jesus, tired from the long walk, sat wearily beside the well about noontime.  Soon a Samaritan woman came to draw water, and Jesus said to her, “Please give me a drink.”  John 4:4-7

Are you tired?  The last couple of weeks have been the most mentally draining weeks of my life.  Yes, the George Floyd thing weighs heavy on my mind and heart.  But I will try to give it context.  A friend of mine the other day asked me what is so different.  Last week I spoke of the weight of fear for the last forty years.  Now, I speak of the fatigue that came with carrying it for so long.  There were friends that were tired of talking about it, and they wanted to grieve and deal with their own personal pain.  Because of my mom, I cannot.  She always taught me there were some things bigger than you, and she spoke of African Americans like Mary McLeod Bethune and Medgar Evers.  She was a History major at U of M, and she poured a lot of it out on me.  Moments like the Selma march and the March on Washington in the ‘60’s were told to me like bedtime stories.  And of course whenever I would complain about how tired I was, she would remind me of the history of people who too were tired but nonetheless kept walking.  Kept marching.  Theirs was a higher purpose.  In lieu of that, I had to keep speaking up because if one heart could be changed, it would make a difference.  I find solace in the words of Paul speaking with conviction to win others to Christ.  He said:

If I were doing this on my own initiative, I would deserve payment. But I have no choice, for God has given me this sacred trust.  What then is my pay? It is the opportunity to preach the Good News without charging anyone. That’s why I never demand my rights when I preach the Good News.  1 Corinthians 9:17-18

So, while I am tired I am also guided by a greater purpose helping others join to help my African American brothers and sisters, who have been hurting for so long.  So while I may be drained of all my mental energy, I pray being reminded of the James Cleveland gospel hymnal saying:

I don't feel no ways tired,
I've come too far from where I started from.
Nobody told me that the road would be easy,
I don't believe He brought me this far to leave me. – I Don’t Feel No Ways Tired

God wants us to know He understands both who we are and where we are.  I was listening to a sermon that spoke of today’s verses, and it was eye opening the way he explained it.  He focused on the sixth verse where Jesus was said to be ‘tired from the long walk’ and ‘sat wearily beside the well.’  The part that perplexed him was this question.  If He is God, why would He be ‘tired’ and ‘weary?’  The pastor concluded, “I worship a God who is powerful enough to give me strength and was human enough to get tired.”  This part of the story revealed just how relatable He is to us.  When even Jesus was tired, He still shared a story with a Samarian woman who came to draw water.  When He was done with His conversation with her, “Many Samaritans from the village believed in Jesus because the woman had said, “He told me everything I ever did!” (John 4:39).  You see even when we ourselves are tired, we can still change hearts and minds if we just rely on Him.  If Jesus could convert a town while tired with just one interaction, imagine what He could do for us if we trust Him in our times of fatigue and weariness.

True strength comes not only on our own abilities but also our willingness to surrender to Him.  Yes, there are those times where we want to go back to our childhood, and have a tantrum saying, “I don’t want to!”  But the truth is we can find strength in God for as Paul said so well, “For I can do everything through Christ, who gives me strength.” (Philippians 4:13)  So rest your weary head on Jesus, and let Him renew your strength to continue pressing forward.  What can you lay at God’s feet today?  Where is your mind weary and in need of God’s perfect peace?”  My prayer is that even when tired, we remember Jesus is our refuge to feel no ways tired.  Amen.