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Galatians 6:2 – Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ.

Some things don’t look heavy until you actually try to lift them.

That became clear one weekend when my husband and I were hanging a whiteboard in our house. Not just any whiteboard—one of those sleek, trendy glass ones that looks innocent until it’s in your hands.

We needed four screws to line up. One in each corner. Chris measured. Then measured again. He used the leveler, the stud finder, and all the right tools.

Every time, three would line up perfectly. And every time, the fourth one was just barely off—half an inch, maybe less, but enough to stop everything. It really look like he was doing everything right. But for a long stretch, he was doing it alone.

I stood nearby. Supervising. Encouraging.

I offered to help, of course, but Chris and I knew we both work very differently. Men’s brains and women’s brains. But after his fourth or fifth attempt, I offered to help again.

This time, we both grabbed it and lifted together. We lined it up together, and suddenly the screws fit. All four of them. Just like that.

We stepped back and laughed. Not because it was funny, but because it was a relief. What felt impossible alone became manageable the moment we shared the weight.

Standing there, with the whiteboard finally straight, it hit me how often life works the same way through stress, expectations, grief, and responsibility.

We measure and re-measure, telling ourselves that if we just try harder, everything will line up. But God calls us to carry each other’s burdens, because that is what love looks like in action—the kind of love Jesus modeled for us..

God designed us to need community. It isn’t a bonus feature of faith—it’s part of the design. We need each other. Some loads were never meant for one set of hands. And strength doesn’t come from proving you can handle it all by yourself.

Strength comes from letting someone lift with you. So let yourself ask for help. Let yourself be honest, and don’t miss the chance to step in when someone else is struggling under the weight.

Because when we share the load, things start to line up.

And no one has to carry it alone.

 


A MOMENT TO REFLECT

  • What is something in your life right now that feels heavy or difficult to carry on your own?
  • Do you tend to handle struggles by yourself, or do you invite others in? Why?
  • Who in your life might be carrying something heavy that you could help lift?
  • What makes it hard for you to ask for help when you need it?
  • What would it look like this week to both offer help and receive help in a meaningful way?

Galatians 6:2 – Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.

I try to imagine it, that story found in the Bible.

The air is thick with dust and curiosity. This is not some ordinary Tuesday in Galilee. No, ma’am. The Teacher is in town.

The streets are packed tighter than your aunt’s freezer before the holidays. Every soul within walking distance is pushing into that little house, leaning in to hear Jesus speak.

And then there is me — or at least, the me I am imagining. Flat on a mat. My legs have not worked since before I can remember, and I’ve been stuck there so long. Life has been happening around me, but it’s not like I can enjoy any of it.

So, I just resigned myself to being part of the scenery.

Until my friends showed up. They did not give me a chance to refuse; they just scooped me up and said we were going to see Jesus.

They carried me down the street, weaving through the crowd. When we could not get in, I assumed we would go home, but they just looked at each other, grinned, and climbed the roof.

Then they started pulling apart clay tiles and thatching. A minute later, I am staring down where the roof used to be into eyes and stunned crowd below.

Dust in my hair, sun in my eyes, I was lowered right in front of Him. Jesus looked at me like He had known me all my life. And the first thing He did was heal the part of me no one could see. He said my sins were forgiven. My soul felt lighter than my legs ever could.

Then He says gives me this in wonderful instruction:

“Get up.”

And I did. Every muscle, tendon, and ligament worked in perfect harmony. When I looked up, I saw my friends grinning down from that roof like they had just pulled off the heist of the century.

So, as I imagine myself there, this is what I have been turning over in my mind — some of the greatest miracles happen because someone else’s faith carried us to Jesus.

But what’s more is this. Most people wait their whole lives for a friend like that.

Some people decide to be one.

“Bear one another’s burdens, and so fulfill the law of Christ.”

Galatians 6:2

Ursula had spent her whole life being the strong one—the one who showed up for everybody else. But that day on the mountain, she had to be the one who was carried.

One wrong step, a sharp twist, and pain like fire shot through her ankle. She hit the ground hard, gasping. She tried to stand, but the moment her foot touched the dirt, she crumpled.

Miles of rocky trail stretched between her and help. There was no cell service, no way to call anyone, and for the first time in a long time, she felt completely helpless.

Then, three young men rounded the bend, breathless from their run. They could have smiled politely and jogged on past. Instead, they stopped.

One of them, a boy named Troy, crouched beside her. “Ma’am,” he said, his voice steady, “we’ve got you.”

And before she could argue, he knelt down, let her wrap her arms around his shoulders, and lifted her clean off the ground. Step by step, he carried her down that mountain, his friends steadying them along the way.

By the time they reached the bottom, Ursula’s ankle was still broken, but she felt more cared for than she had in a long time. Because kindness like that—the kind that costs something—sticks with you. They didn’t owe her anything. And yet, they gave anyway. Strength. Time. Compassion.

And the truth is, we all get the chance to be that for somebody.

Some burdens in life are too heavy to bear alone. But what if someone’s relief is waiting on your willingness? What if the kindness you offer today is the kindness that changes everything?