Asking For Help

Strive together with me in prayers to God for me. —Romans 15:30

I haven't been very disciplined in reading and listening to what God has to say to me. Of course, there are a million excuses. No time- I leave the house too early, I come home too late, there're too many things for me to do, the list goes on.

This morning, I made it a point to actually sit and go through the Daily Bread of the last few days. Sometimes the reading for the day feels more relevant than other days. The previous day's reading seemed to call out to me more. It talked about asking for help, not just from God but from those around us who are put there by God to support us.

I am reminded of one of the episodes of Joan of Arcadia where God tells Joan that she is the perfect instrument to do his work. And that there are people around whom God works through.

God - Miracles happen within the rules. That's why I came to you.

Joan- To perform miracles?

God - You're an instrument of God, bound by the limit of time and space.

Often when I feel troubled or anxious or stressed, like now, I tend to brood or only talk to Dan about it. I took almost 4 months to talk to Cat about wanting a child only to realise she had wise words to share with me. And when I shared the burden with Threez, she convinced me to see Prof who helped allay the fears I had then. So, I learnt to share- not my toys, but to share my thoughts, of course as unobtrusively as possible, and I feel relief. And I have come to see that it is one way that Christ works.

I am still troubled and I am still anxious, it's hard not to be. But through these struggles, God's opening my eyes to little things that I may not have realised before. And I see things, new every morning.

Lord, may I not be too proud to ask for Your help by asking for help from Your children.