Sometimes I feel overwhelmed with life. I don't know what to do, which way to go, how to act, I just feel like...I don't know anything. I just want to cry.
I look at my small son and watch him trying to learn how to tie his shoes. He struggles. He fumbles. He doesn't know what to do, he doesn't know which way the shoe laces go...he begins to cry.
I don't rush in. I don't take over. I sit by watching him. Waiting patiently for him to ask me for help. I'm sitting right there beside him. After several minutes and lots of tears. I gently say...
"Will crying help you tie your shoe?"
My son: Shakes his head no.
Me: "What will help you tie your shoe?"
My son: Shrugs his shoulders.
Me: "How about asking mommy for help?"
My son: Looks up, wipes his eyes and says "Will you help me tie my shoes?"
Me: "I would love to."
His problem to him seems monumental. Learning to tie his shoe is big to a small child. Sometimes overwhelming. It is not that big of a deal to me. I've done it for years. I can do it without a second thought.
I wonder...I wonder...I wonder if God is just sitting, waiting patiently for me to ask Him for His help. My problems which seem so big to me, monumental, overwhelming are probably not that big of a deal to someone that can make the blind to see, the lame to walk, someone who raised the dead, who is the creator of all things great and small, the great physician, the giver of every good and perfect gift. I wonder if all He wants is an obedient heart to know Him, trust Him, and have faith in Him enough to ask for His help.
“Ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you. For everyone who asks receives, and the one who seeks finds, and to the one who knocks it will be opened."
Matthew 7:7-8 ESV
"And I tell you, ask, and it will be given to you; seek, and you will find; knock, and it will be opened to you." Luke 11:9 ESV
