I hate asking for help.
I was raised with two younger sisters, and growing up, my mom always encouraged us. She said we could do anything and be anything we wanted; we could do anything boys could do, and she was pretty sure that my sisters and I could do it even better (I have a good mom!).
I’ve grown up confident in my abilities and I like to do things on my own. I like helping others, but I don’t like when I need help. My mom’s the same way. I still remember a few years ago, my mom had to have a routine surgery, but afterward she was supposed to stay in bed and recuperate. She couldn’t really do anything for herself, so she had to ask me to come and stay with her for a few days. It drove her crazy and I think that helped her recover faster–she was determined to do things herself again!
We live in a world that says people have to do things for themselves. Many people think the world sees asking for help as a sign of weakness. Since I already hate asking for help, the pressure to be strong and independent just makes it harder.
I’m even this way with God. When things are the most difficult and my life is super stressful, I actually run from God instead of to Him. I try to fix everything myself and I try to be strong instead of crying out to God for His help. I always run the other way first; it’s a bad habit. King David wrote quite a few Psalms about needing help:
In my distress I cried out to the Lord; I called to my God for help. God heard my voice from His temple; I called to Him for help, and my call reached His ears (Psalm 18:6, CEB).
I know the Bible says God wants to help His people and I know that when I finally do cry out to Him for help, He always answers. Most of the time, I still try to fix things on my own before asking for God’s help. Do you ever do that? The problem is that I usually end up with a bigger mess trying to fix it on my own!
David wrote Psalm 18 about the time he was on the run from King Saul, who was trying to kill him. I hope that if someone is ever trying to kill me, I’ll run straight to God for help, but God wants to help us with things we struggle with every day, too–bullying, stress, studying, relationships, everything!
Today, I’m thankful that even though my habit is to run away from God when my life gets difficult, He’s always there waiting when I finally stop running and ask for help. I’m thankful that as His daughter, my call for help always reaches my Daddy’s ears. Aren’t you thankful that God recognizes the voices of His people and answers us when we call?
Are you calling out for God’s help with the things you struggle with daily, or do you run the other way first?