Saturday, March 29, 2014

On Asking For Help

Why is it so hard to ask for help? I am truly puzzled with this question today. I can't tell you how many times I have told friends of mine "just call if you need anything!" And been truly upset to find out later that they didn't call when they should have. And yet, I'm realizing I do the exact same thing. 

I had such a rough day today. I can't even pinpoint the exact reason. I didn't get a great nights sleep, but the kids did and they even slept in longer than normal. We made it in the car and drove thru at Starbucks then a dear friend brought over groceries and lunch for us. I had all three kids in bed for naps and sat on the stairs in tears. I just felt physically and emotionally exhausted and couldn't imagine having to face the rest of the day on my own with Ben out of town. I had plenty of people tell me in advance that they could help me out today, so after a nap myself, I started sending out a few messages. Reluctantly. After one person wasn't available, I felt discouraged and started thinking of reasons not to contact others. All the while knowing - I truly needed the help! I did contact two more people but didn't hear back from one, so when 5 o'clock rolled around, I turned on the oven to put in a frozen pizza for dinner. Now, I don't want to sound ungrateful. I am beyond grateful that my children have never once had to go hungry. But all we have eaten around here lately is take out and I am just sick of it. I love to cook meals from scratch for my family and it drives me crazy that I can't do that at this time. That's just a side note ;) 

So as I turned on the oven, my friend that I had text earlier in the day called, apologizing for not seeing my message sooner. She asked if I still needed anything, and I was kind of like, "eh, we will be fine with a frozen pizza and another friend still might be able to come over, so don't worry about it." We hung up and I burst into tears. I knew I wasn't fine! Why couldn't I just say it? Well The Lord was helping me out because no sooner had we hung up that she called back and said, "I'm coming over, I'll make scrambled eggs and bring fruit and veggies and clean up the kitchen." Once again I was crying, this time just so overwhelmed with gratitude and I didn't argue but instead gave her our address :)

I want to be like my friend. I want to be able to see others' needs without them having to call and spell them out. I want to be so in tune with the Spirit that I can be God's hands and feet whenever the opportunity is presented. 

Thank you, Lord, for seeing my needs today and working through my friend, Charlotte. Thank you for not leaving me abandoned and teaching me yet again the power of community and to humble myself and ask for help. We made it through another day! :)