Don’t serve the wrong master

Last night, I got deeply absorbed in my art. I recognized the state I was in—I couldn’t stop even though I was tired. There was pressure to finish quickly. Once I thought I was done, I immediately moved on to something else, letting that pressure continue. I ended up going to bed late, experiencing intense dreams where nothing seemed to go right, and I felt perpetually under pressure.

I used to work like this all the time, ignoring my body’s signals. Instead of taking time to enjoy my achievements, I would jump right into the next project. This “slave mode” is too familiar to me, but now I no longer serve that voice. I find my new identity in God. 

I’m writing this to remind myself of who I am and how I want to handle situations like this. I no longer work as a slave, all my work is for God. I want to take this to heart and remember that if I don’t enjoy my work and treat it healthily, then I fail my God.


“Come to Me, all who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest. Take My yoke upon you and learn from Me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls. For My yoke is comfortable, and My burden is light.” Matthew 11:28-30 NASB2020

Remember agin and agin! If my yoke is heavy, I am serving the wrong master.