I lift up my eyes to the hills.
From where does my help come?
My help comes from the Lord,
who made heaven and earth.
(Psalm 121:1-2 ESV)
Where does my help come from? I love this psalm that tells us our help is from God. I truly believe that, because I believe what God says is true.
Sometimes help comes in the form of other people who see a need and fill it when they can.
[bctt tweet=”Sometimes help comes in unexpected ways.” username=”GaylWright”] Take tonight, for instance. I have enjoyed conversing with people at the Twitter #fmfparty. One, in particular, Andrew, who is terminally ill, can still find things to laugh about. His strong courage and fighting spirit is such an inspiration.
He endures pain and suffering, and I’m sure his wife suffers too. It must be very hard to know that life could end soon.
[bctt tweet=”But, really, do any of us have any assurance of another day?” username=”GaylWright”] We can be perfectly healthy but our lives could be drastically changed because of a car accident or some other tragedy.
Enjoy the Life You Have
Andrew’s life reminds me that we are never guaranteed to live to be a certain age or fulfill all our dreams. But because of that, he also reminds me that I need to enjoy the life I have.
I need to look around every day and be available to help those God brings in my path that I am able to help.
[bctt tweet=”I need to be willing to help and be helped by my family and friends.” username=”GaylWright”] That includes allowing others to inspire and to give of myself to help cheer others on.
So, Andrew, thank you much for showing up every Thursday evening at the #fmfparty.
Thank you for showing us what it means to continue to trust God.
Thank you for your love for animals and how you help these unwanted pets, showing them love and compassion.
May God bless you richly and send comfort and healing in His time.
You can find Andrew blogging at Blessed Are the Pure of Heart.