Tuesday, November 6, 2007

Who Needs Help?

I will lift up my eyes to the mountains; from where shall my help come.
My help comes from the LORD, Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to slip; He who keeps you will not slumber.

Psalm 121:1-2

We need help; help when everything around us seems to be going against us. We need help great help, stable help, and constant help. Where does our help come from? In whom have we placed our trust? So many times we turn to the left and to the right looking for help from friends, family, and sometimes the government. And in most cases we have been disappointed. At times we have put trust in our own strength and wisdom, and hoped that we would make things right for ourselves. But even then we have become disillusioned by our own efforts; for with them come fear, failure and constant disappointments. Our trust should be in the Lord who made heaven and earth. If we put our trust in Him, we can rest assured that our help is on the way and will not fail to reach us in due time; for He who sends it is never too early or too late. God has promised to protect us from all evil. And when we go to him for help, we should go with that attitude of surety that He who promised is faithful to complete what He promised.
Reading these verses makes me feel ashamed of myself for trying hard to achieve my freedom on my own. I feel relieved that I can rest in God knowing that He has my best interests in mind. I know of a few things that I have been stressed about even though I knew I couldn’t do anything about them in my own might. But still I was worried and troubled. Going through these affirming verses about God’s provision is like lifting a heavy burden off my shoulder. I can now rest in God knowing that He who keeps me will not sleep or slumber. He is watching over me and I just need to rest in Him knowing that He is working out the best plan for me amidst of all my turmoil and difficulties.

1 comment:

Anonymous said...

I am amazed that you have Psalm 121listed. This was my mothers favorite, my fathers favorite, my grandmothers, my brothers and my own and not one of us knew it was a favorite of the other.
It will remain close to my heart as I find Rwanda growing closer to me each day.
Continue Gods good work.

Share

Bookmark and Share