Psalm 23
The Lord is my shepherd, I shall not want. He makes me lie down in green pastures; He leads me beside still waters; He restores my soul. He leads me in right paths for his name’s sake. Even though I walk through the darkest valley, I fear no evil; for you are with me; your rod and your staff-they comfort me.
It felt like an army had surrounded us; doing laundry, preparing food, playing with the kids, sitting, listening, and even cleaning the toilets. It was hard for me, even amid my grief, to let others care for me. I remember trying to make sure everyone had food, something to drink. Had each act of kindness been recorded in “the notebook” so we could write thank yous later? I remember a friend taking me aside and saying “Karla, sit down and let us take care of you for once.”
As the fog cleared, I realized how important it was for me to accept the help of others as I made my way through this valley. I would soon realize that the army of friends and family was God’s way of “restoring my soul.” This was new to me, for I had always wanted to do things for myself. Somehow, it seemed to be a weakness if I allowed others to help or to see my flaws.
When I look back on that thinking and my so-called “controlled and in place” life before the storm, it makes me feel a bit arrogant that I always wanted everyone to accept my help and giving, but I was not open to having the same done for me. Had I really ever accepted the unconditional love of Christ by not allowing myself to genuinely receive? And was I really able to truly give without receiving first?
Dear God, during this time of Lent, allow us to openly receive so that our giving and love can be genuine.
Karla Herrington
Director of Children’s Ministries
