Yesterday’s schedule seemed impossible. In-between various showings, text messages, and phone calls, I somehow managed to write four contracts. At the end of my day, I exhaled from the craziness and began to prepare dinner.
Barely finishing my exhale, my phone rang and my mother-in-law knocked on the door—I’d invited her to come to our house for dinner. I looked at the phone, then the door, too tired to answer either. And suddenly out of nowhere, I heard David running down the hall.
In a high-pitched voice and English accent—playing out the scene from the movie, Mrs. Doubtfire—he said, “Help is on the wey, dear!”
He leaped over the entry rug, handed me my phone, and opened the door to greet his mum.
When I returned from the business call, he had appetizers ready and mom entertained.
Many times, we just want to feel like we’re not doing it all alone. We long for someone to step in and take over—to cry out, “Help is on the wey, dear!” But sometimes we block our path to help, by doing it all ourselves.
When the night was finished, I sat on the couch next to David and thought about how grateful I was for his help. I realized that I had to allow him to help me—I had to receive his assistance.
Maybe you don’t have someone to help you with life’s demands. Let me reassure you that you do. God is always ready to step in, but we have to accept His aid.
Let go today and receive the help you so long for. Open your heart to the gift of it. And allow God—or someone that He is sending your way—to carry your burden.
Your turn. How well do you receive help?