help

i hate asking for help. somehow it seems weak. especially when one is supposed to be self-sufficient, capable, and mature. shouldn't i be able to handle everything? shouldn't i be strong enough?

and i have some favourite excuses that prevent me from asking for help. any of these sound familiar?

it will be easier if i just do it myself . . .

oh they don't have the time, they're so busy . . .

i don't want to inconvenience anyone . . .

they'll probably just say no anyway . . .

and the excuses continue. and it does feel horrible when you finally do ask for help and then that person can't. do they have any idea how hard it was to ask in the first place? but the thing i have to keep reminding myself is that i still must keep asking. one no should not stop me from the future yeses.

the psalms are a great teacher of this. how many times do they call on God for help? and how many times does it seem like God is not answering? but when God does its always amazing- perfect in its timing and incredible in its quantity.

so i must believe in God's ability to help me and his desire to provide. i must remember to ask. and above all i must continue to give thanks to God for all he has done and continues to do.

from my window this week.