O Lord, For You, family and friends I thank You. Thank You I am rich in helpers whom You have provided me. Please help me know my limits and to call for help, especially to have Your Holy Spirit as the standard bearer in my life against the eneny. Amen.
You run to the armory for your weapons. You inspect the breaks in the walls of Jerusalem. You store up water in the lower pool. You survey the houses and tear some down for stone to strengthen the walls. Between the city walls, you build a reservoir for water from the old pool. But you never ask for help from the One who did all this. You never considered the One who planned this long ago. (Isaiah 22:8-11)
Relate: I hate asking for help. I just hate it. I was raised in a culture and environment where hard work and self sufficiency were virtues. Men are men and they do whatever needs getting done and they don’t walk around with a hand out. They don’t whine about their lot. And they certainly don’t ever show that they are not able to…
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