Often when I’m going through difficult times, I lose sight of the good things happening all around me.  The clouds of my own gray circumstances tend to eclipse the vibrant color bidding to reveal to me there is more to see than what I actually see.

Recently, that vibrant color has come in the form of help.  Not just any help, but the best kind of help - the kind that comes from the Lord.

In the midst of a lot of change, I have sensed God is near me in a new and profound way. Intuitively, I know He loves and cares about me, but lately I have experienced him in a fresh way - as the God who helps.

That help came in many forms over the past several months, but to name a few:

·      A grief recovery class to aid me in processing some painful situations.
·      A book by Christine Caine titled “Unashamed” that shed light on some of my unhealthy
·      My friend Lisa moving into our home temporarily while she’s in escrow, providing the
       camaraderie of a girlfriend during some pretty dark days.
·     Prophetic and encouraging Words from the Lord delivered through a variety of trusted
      individuals in my life.
·     Financial provision for multiple needs.

Lately I have experienced him in a fresh way - as the God who helps.

These are just some of the ways God has sent me help. There are many more.  In fact so many more, that it would have been difficult to not recognize that He had something to do with it.

Psalm 121:1-3 says, “I look up to the mountains – does my help come from there?  My help comes from the Lord who made heaven and earth!  He will not let you stumble; the one who watches over you will not slumber.”

There is a popular story in the church that goes like this:

A fellow was stuck on his rooftop in a flood. He was praying to God for help.

Soon a man in a rowboat came by and the fellow shouted to the man on the roof, "Jump in, I can save you."

The stranded fellow shouted back, "No, it's OK, I'm praying to God and he is going to save me."

So the rowboat went on.

Then a motorboat came by. "The fellow in the motorboat shouted, "Jump in, I can save you."

To this the stranded man said, "No thanks, I'm praying to God and he is going to save me. I have faith."

So the motorboat went on.

Then a helicopter came by and the pilot shouted down, "Grab this rope and I will lift you to safety."

To this the stranded man again replied, "No thanks, I'm praying to God and he is going to save me. I have faith."

So the helicopter reluctantly flew away.

Soon the water rose above the rooftop and the man drowned. He went to Heaven. He finally got his chance to discuss this whole situation with God, at which point he exclaimed, "I had faith in you but you didn't save me, you let me drown. I don't understand why!"

To this God replied, "I sent you a rowboat and a motorboat and a helicopter, what more did you expect?"

I’ve learned in this season that God is probably sending me help a lot more often than I realize. And just like the man in this story, I don’t always recognize it as help from Him.

DEBBIE WALKER Women's Pastor

Women's Pastor

But maybe, just maybe, God is orchestrating timing, people and circumstances for your benefit and to bring you a little help.  So before you say “no”, consider this possibility and give Him the chance to bring some relief to your journey.  It may be the very color your gray world is looking for.

“Don't be afraid, for I am with you. Don't be discouraged, for I am your God. I will strengthen you and help you. I will hold you up with my victorious right hand.” Is. 41:10