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Uh God, Need Your Help Here!

It was just one of those days yesterday.  Norberto was in Argentina teaching in the Bible school and our "trusty" old Suburban wouldn't start.  Ugh...  What to do? Bible study starts in 25 minutes on the other side of town and my only alternative is... well, something I haven't ridden in about a year- the bike. Did I mention I have to bring a laptop, my Bible and study materials, tons of photocopies and my son, who's almost four....on a bike that has low air in one tire!

I'm only slightly hyperventilating as I'm thinking to myself:

"I can't do this.  What if I fall?  What if my tire goes flat?  Wait, don't panic"


"Father, help me to get to the study on time, no just help me get there without falling down!  Amen."

I said a "quicky prayer," the kind you pray when you're in desperate situations...when you don't have time or energy to elaborate.  Thankfully Father God knows what you're dealing with ahead of time and He's ready to answer.

Why is it that worry and fear is my first natural reaction to a crisis? Panic starts to set in as the reality of a situation becomes clear.  I need help but many times I try to plan my escape route without inviting the Father to give me his input.   I love what The Message says about asking God for help. 

"Call to me and I will answer you. I'll tell you marvelous and wondrous things that you could never figure out on your own." Jeremiah 33:3

After I threw up my cry of help to the Lord, I calmed down and somehow was able to carry my entire load on the bike without a flat tire or falling over (many know that grace is not my middle name).  God gave me the strength and the balance to arrive at my destination. Thank you God for the way you care for your kids when we take a few minutes to ask for your help.

Indeed, I got some very strange looks riding through town, but I made it in one piece, albeit very sweaty and out of breath. Gotta remind myself to exercise more often...just not this way!




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