A Burden Too Heavy

Essays
Written By Nathan Box

This weight is too heavy. 

The bones of my shoulder are becoming ash. 

Meant for the wind, they blow away. 

I hope you can feel them surround you. 

They reconstruct themselves to lift up your burden. 

Here, we can hold up what one could not. 

Support is done in every action. 

All the while holding onto the pain. 

All the while holding onto each other. 

Angel wings for sinners who keep trying. 

Wings for those who were called home too early. 

We are still standing with trembling knees. 

A never ending burden for us to hold. 

Unbroken. Unbroken. Unbroken. 

Not just for ourselves but for everyone touched by grace. 

Lifting for a lifetime. 

Generations will not retire your name. 

 

Be good to each other, 

-Nathan 

Nathan Box
Hello! My name is Nathan. I've always believed I would meet that special someone in one of two places; either a record store or a book store. Maybe I need to amend? I moved to Seattle in February of 2011 from Oklahoma City (Try and not hold the Sonics/Thunder thing against me). I knew I wanted to work for a nonprofit and go to grad school. Within a couple of months, I was doing both. During the day, I work as a Fund Developer and Community Relations Manager for a nonprofit in Kent and at night I try to stay as busy as possible volunteering, trying new restaurants, finding hidden bars and exploring Seattle. The past few years has been both terrifying and exhilarating. I have done things on my own I didn’t think were within my capability. I love being outdoors. On any given weekend, I can be found hiking, on a road trip, volunteering, at a museum, seeing a movie (I see a lot of them). I am passionate about nonprofit work. I feel called to leave a mark on this world. Nothing against those who enjoy making tons of money, I just need to know I am making a difference.
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