Help Hold Me Up
Monday, July 22, 2019
When Moses’ hands grew tired, they took a stone and put it under him and he sat on it. Aaron and Hur held his hands up—one on one side, one on the other—so that his hands remained steady till sunset.
—Exodus 17:12
As many of you know, I’m involved in a ministry called Celebrate Recovery. Six years ago, after many years of struggle with anxiety and anger, I joined this ministry to learn a biblical process of letting go and letting God heal me. I needed a safe place to share my burdens without fear of judgement or gossip.
This past Thursday Jack and I had our last meeting with our DeMotte CR family. This was a tough one for me. The walls of those rooms and the safety of those people have allowed me to share things I never would have felt comfortable giving over to the Lord. God was always there, ready to forgive, but His Word says in James that when we confess and pray for each other that is the beginning of healing. I have received healing from many hurts and for that I’m so grateful.
At our last meeting we were gifted a curriculum to take with us to Indonesia. So special!!
We came on stage and everyone surrounded us and began to pray. I held out that box of books and asked everyone to place their hands on them and pray. It was a beautiful thing.
But…. that box got heavier and heavier as people went around praying! I felt like my back was going to give out and I stopped focusing on the prayer and could only focus on the pain and the heavy load in my arms. Just about the time I thought I might have to drop to my knees or put the box down, someone put their hands under mine to help me hold it up. Then another person did the same thing. When others helped carry that burden, I was able to refocus on the prayer and the Lord.
When others could sense my struggle, they helped hold me up. What a beautiful picture of the body of Christ. What a beautiful picture of what that ministry has meant to me.
Friends, we truly can’t do life alone. I pray that you let others in. I pray that you can find a tribe of people who will sense your heavy load and help you up, point you to the Truth and walk alongside you. I’m thankful for the many that have done that for us; family, long time friends, small group participants and church.
If you need prayer, I’m always here. Even if I’ll be on the other side of the world by the end of the week :)
