"I lift my eyes to the hills- where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the Maker of heaven and earth." Psalm 121:1-2. NIV
Sometimes I feel like saying, "Little help!" Hellooooo anybody out there?
I was reflecting on this today as I was feeling a wee bit sorry for myself. Maybe it was the migraine that greeted me as I awoke, maybe it was something else. Whatever it was, I was feeling really annoyed by some things. I was starting to fester...
Then I remembered the song "Praise You in This Storm" by Casting Crowns which highlights this verse from Psalm 121 and I was reminded that my help and my support first and foremost come from God, that God can fill a void no human could ever fill.
Disclaimer [No Husband, this is not directed at you. You are my companion through this loony life and I cannot expect any more from you than you already give. Although you are 100 % human and I will not be nominating you for sainthood anytime soon..although living with me might qualify you as a martyr. ;) )
So anyway...I was festering which is never productive. Like venting, it just fertilizes the pot of bad feelings and allows them to grow and get a life of their own. Whatever void I'm feeling, I certainly don't want to fill it up with a big bunch of festering yuck.
Sometimes it requires a little mental stop sign. I have to slam on the brakes. Adjust my expectations. Remember that I will not be fully fed by other people just as I cannot fully feed anyone, even the children God has blessed me with. I can give them food and shelter and love but it will never be enough. Only God can give them (and me) everything needed.
It's much easier to accept human foibles when I remember this.
Praying that you can feel full today and every day.