One of the blogs I read is called SOUL CITY BLOG. It is a congregation that takes seriously the idea of being a safe place for people in need. This blog post reminded me of an important dynamic to maintaining our core value that all people matter to God. – Steve
Asking for Help!
My kids regularly ask for my help. From getting dressed to building Legos to cutting waffles. They need my assistance on a regular basis. It’s not like when they were both infants—they couldn’t say the words, “Will you help me?” They are 5 and 2 now, so their independence has increased. But now I feel like I hear that sentence all the time. They long for my involvement in their activities and look for me to help.
Most of the time, I joyfully want to jump in on whatever they are doing and offer my aid, but I was having one of those days: I was tired and lacking in the patience department. I felt depleted and all I wanted to do was get the kids bathed and in bed as quick as possible. Jarrett had been out of town, we were without a nanny, and we were trying to pastor our young church and parent our young kids. I could see the finish line for the night until Elijah and Gigi needed more help. I responded abruptly and sharply and my 5 year old said, “Why don’t you want to help us?”
My heart sank with his question. He saw my impatience. He saw my frustration and perhaps more importantly, he felt it. I quickly apologized and explained that even mommies get tired and impatient.
My kids are not afraid to ask for help. In fact, they need help every day. They communicate their needs regularly, but in that moment, I didn’t want them to be needy.
That moment acutely reminded me that I was more like them then I realized.
I also needed help—I just wasn’t asking for it.
I had gotten too familiar again with one of my old false selves that never wants to appear needy. I have broken tendencies towards being a perfectionist: never appear in need, drive and achieve, rely on yourself, and always be strong. Over the years I have been grateful to do an excessive amount of internal self-work and personal assessment that I know that not asking for help is sudden death for my personality type.
I know that asking for help actually allows others to enter into my world, to experience my fears and remind me of truth.
It reminds me that I AM very needy. That I need help. That I have questions without answers. That I’m tender and scared some days and in desperate need of help.
Oh how I wish I would have never learned that art of closing myself up and painting on a self-protective smile. Oh how I long to be more like my kids that need help from their parents every day—because I am just like them.
I need the help and protection and care of my Heavenly Father every day. So today, instead of solving problems and charging through my task list, I’m going to begin by getting comfortable with being needy and asking for HELP.
Maybe you can do the same. What’s one way you can ask for HELP from your Heavenly Father today?
–Written by Jeanne Stevens. Jeanne is one of the pastors of Soul City Church.
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