Ask For God’s Help, Too

“…But when you pray, go to your inner room,
close the door, and pray to God in secret.”

From Matthew 6:6

A while back, I found myself quite frustrated. Though I usually manage my own troubles reasonably well, I hadn’t done a great job of that. I was also having difficulty with my inability to alleviate the troubles of those I love. I don’t like to see anyone suffering. Even the woes of those who might not list me among their friends give me reason to pity them and to help them as best I can.

So it was that I did what I could for these others and myself. I also wondered all the while why things had to be “this way” or “that way.” When I was in the midst of my best fretting and hand-wringing, it eventually occurred to me that I was relying on the wrong one to solve the problems at hand and to soothe the suffering around me. It was then that I sheepishly retreated to the quiet of my room and turned my eyes upward. There, I turned over all that troubled me to the One who always makes all of the difference in the world. Though God didn’t change any of our circumstances, my ability to work within them improved exponentially when I acknowledged God’s presence at my side.

Compassionate God, thank you for walking this sometimes arduous journey with us.

©2019 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved

Just Ask…

“…But when you pray, go to your inner room,
close the door, and pray to your Father in secret.”

From Matthew 6:6

Awhile back, I found myself quite frustrated. Though I usually manage my own troubles reasonably well, I have difficulty with my inability to “fix” the troubles of those I love. I don’t like to see anyone suffering. Even the woes of those who might not list me among their friends give me reason to pity them and to help them as best I can.

So it is that I do what I can do as I wonder why things have to be “this way” or “that way.” When I am in the midst of my best fretting and hand-wringing, it eventually occurs to me that I’m relying on the wrong one to solve the problems and to soothe the suffering around me. It is then that I sheepishly retreat to the quiet of my room and turn my eyes upward. There, I turn over all that troubles me to the One who always makes all of the difference in the world. Though God doesn’t change my circumstances, my ability to work with them improves exponentially when I acknowledge God’s presence at my side.

Compassionate God, thank you for walking this sometimes arduous journey with us.

©2016 Mary Penich – All Rights Reserved