An Answered Prayer

I have a horrible habit of hitting the snooze button in the morning. It’s become such a habit that there are mornings when I don’t even know I’ve been doing it until it’s 45 minutes past the time my alarm was set for (snooze only works up to 25 minutes past) and I have 30 minutes, or less, to get ready for work. Needless to say, this morning was a snooze morning (though I spent some of that time in bed thinking about taking the day off). In the end, I got up and started getting ready for work. As I did so, though, I just had this feeling of dread and just wanted the day to be over as soon as possible.

This is one of those things that happens for a few days, about once a month (thank you, Eve). My brain doesn’t think properly and my emotions run more rampant than usual (if you know me, you will understand). A time when I think of a year or so ago when a friend of mine reminded me that we are commanded to bear one another’s burdens in love.

Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way you will fulfill the law of Christ. Galatians 6:2

And the law of Christ that Paul is referring to? You should find this at least somewhat familiar:

36 “Teacher, which is the great commandment in the Law?” 37 And he said to him, “You shall love the Lord your God with all your heart and with all your soul and with all your mind. 38 This is the great and first commandment. 39 And a second is like it: You shall love your neighbor as yourself. 40 On these two commandments depend all the Law and the Prophets.” Matthew 22:36-40

I will admit, I do not have too much of a problem when it comes to helping someone “carry their burden.” God has graciously given me a heart that longs to help and wants to feel needed. However; when it comes to asking someone to help me bear a burden, there are times I’d rather not. There are times when I am prideful and don’t want anyone else to know I can’t do something on my own (can we say sin?). There are times when I worry that I will just be slighted and will be no better off having asked for help (ummm, sin). And then there are the times when I want to wallow in my despair and hide away from everyone, even God (you got it, sin. Plus, that last part…not possible).

The discussion with my friend focused on the aspect that in order for others to share in bearing our burdens, we must first tell them what burdens we might be carrying. She also helped me see it from a different point of view; see if you can follow. When we are able to bless someone by helping them out it makes us feel good, right? We feel needed and are happy we were able to help, yes? How would you feel if your friend was going through a rough time, knew you could help, but never told you? Not so good, huh? And that’s exactly the point – when we do not ask for help with our burdens, we take away someone’s opportunity to be a blessing. So, in essence, when we keep to ourselves, we’re being selfish (you guessed it, sin).

So, for the past year or so, since I had that conversation, I’ve been working on this; telling others of my burdens so they can help bear them. And to their credit (but probably, mostly God’s), none of them have said, “Oh, no. Here comes Kellie. I wonder what’s wrong today?” (at least not to my face 🙂 ).

Today was a day I needed to do that; I needed to share. I drove to work feeling numb, despite the praise music flooding my speakers. I felt a weight bearing down on me and, even though it had hardly begun, I couldn’t wait for the day to end. I battled between asking for help and trying to pray, but my ind just wouldn’t stay focused. Though I had slept a little late I actually got to work a few minutes early. I knew what I had to do; I had to ask for help. I texted a friend, a dear Sister, asking for prayer. Before I even walked through the library doors I got a simple response, “Starting now.” I admit, my spirit lifted, just the slightest, knowing she was petitioning for me.

I headed in and started my day. Maybe 15 minutes after that, God answered her prayer in a very obvious fashion. A dear Brother, who just happened to be in the area, dropped in for a visit. He said he drove by the library and thought, “Kellie’s probably working. I should at least see if she is since I’m here.” We chatted and my mood did a 180, and I knew, as soon as I saw him, that it was the Lord’s provision that He sent to get me through my day. No words can really describe how I felt in that moment, how I feel now writing it all out, except to say that God is so good and I am so thankful that He uses His people to pass along His blessings.

If I had any doubt (or if you do) about sharing burdens in the future, it was driven away by the facebook status of Paul David Tripp that I saw when I got home from work today: “If you’re God’s child you must remind yourself today that your walk with God is designed to be a community project from beginning to end.” If you need further proof, how’s this?

I therefore, a prisoner for the Lord, urge you to walk in a manner worthy of the calling to which you have been called, with all humility and gentleness, with patience, bearing with one another in love, eager to maintain the unity of the Spirit in the bond of peace. There is one body and one Spirit—just as you were called to the one hope that belongs to your call— one Lord, one faith, one baptism, one God and Father of all, who is over all and through all and in all. But grace was given to each one of us according to the measure of Christ’s gift. Ephesians 4:1-7

I pray we all will have the courage to share our burdens and also bless others by lending a hand to theirs as well. We are Family and it is what we are called to do.

Love & Blessings,