Prayer for dads

Father, it is Saturday morning. The garage smells like sawdust. There is a half-finished list of things I keep meaning to fix. Underneath that list is one I have not written down: the bills, the worries I carry alone, the relationships that are wearing thin. Your Word says to cast all my cares on You because You care for me. So I am bringing my hidden list into the open. I cannot fix these things by being strong on my own. I am not asking You to do my work. I am asking You to hold the dread underneath it. Keep me from carrying it back inside on my shoulders tonight. Let me come in lighter than I went out, even if nothing on the list got done. Amen.