No matter how you progress on the battlefield, you will always need help.

Not long ago I ventured out to Panera Bread to do some writing. At the table next to me was a sweet, little, elderly woman probably in her eighties or older. Her son had brought her to lunch, and I just couldn’t keep myself from eavesdropping. He was so kind to her, as she asked the same questions over and over and he answered them all as if it was the first time she had asked.

After he brought her food back to their table, he started to cut it up for her. She said, “Hey! What are you doing?” “I’m just trying to be helpful.” “Well, don’t be too helpful,” she replied.

We are all wired in that same way and it never changes. We feel the need to handle situations ourselves. We long for control.

There is very little that we actually control in this world. At some point, some of us learn that the best thing to do is to throw our hands in the air and tell God, “Okay, I surrender!”

Years ago, I attended a birthday party at a casino. I’m not one for gambling – losing money isn’t my idea of fun. As we arrived, my husband’s uncle joked, “We should all just throw our money in the air and leave!” meaning, of course, we would lose anyway. Why not make it easier?

There is something to his thought pattern. The faster we let go and let God, the faster we end up on the path to peace and acceptance of His will.

He will always send help. We should do our best to be ready to accept it.

I will lift up my eyes to the hills—
From whence comes my help?
My help comes from the Lord,
Who made heaven and earth.
He will not allow your foot to be moved;
He who keeps you will not slumber.

— Psalm 121: 1-3 (NKJV)

I hope your Sunday is beautiful!

Love,

Jennifer

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