Can I let you in on a little secret of mine?
I can’t do this walk in life alone.
I mean, I need the positive people in my life.
God sends those positive people in our lives who help us, who lift up our spirits when we are down, and who give us the “umph” that motivates us to try. Ultimately, triumphing over our circumstances.
Oh, I am sure you’ve heard the song by the Beatles,
“Oh, I get by with a little help from my friends;
Mm, I get high with a little help from my friends;
Oh, I’m going to try with a little help from my friends…”
I just replaced the “high” connotation with the lifting of spirits, but it’s all the same – I need the positive people in my life, my friends.
We all do. And, God sends them at just the right time.
At times I find myself just bumping through the “life goes on” crowds in life. You know, where you’re weak and not moving at quite the same hurried and confident pace as others due to life’s circumstances. The crowd is bustling and the cacophony of people’s voices fill the space all around. Suddenly, I find myself on the ground, worried that I might be trampled upon by the herd of people doing life all around me and I’m so desperately wanting to keep my footing and do life too.
Most just push their way through; they’re busy and they have got to MOVE!
Some vociferate unpleasant words for being on the ground and in their way.
The offer to help you up from the ground does not come from the likes of these.
They come from the person who realizes your down and creates a barrier, shouting at others to give you room to get up.
Still, there are those who ask you if you’re ok and are moved with compassion by your current plight.
And, finally, there are those who move into action and help you back up on your feet again and may even walk with you some, or even a mile if you need it.
This is how the past few months and mainly these past few weeks have been for me. I fall down, I get back up – “with a little help from my friends.”
My face is pensive and I find that my spirit feels as if it has collapsed in the throes of agony. Discord. No one likes it, but it’s a fact of life. I normally bounce back quickly, but this time I didn’t and I knew that I needed and need time to heal. After a couple of weeks of battling this and trying to find my groove again, I get the text,
“Good morning, Sunshine!!! You are welcome to come over and go for a swim =)”
God knew I needed to heal and sometimes our healing comes with a change of scenery and almost always with positive people.
I sing, “I get by with a little help from my friends.”
I’m overcome with joy as I feel like I have stolen some much needed time for my husband and myself. It’s after my own yearly check-up and I call him in hopes to secure a lunch date. We sit across from one another on a lunch that’s been paid for by some friends who gave us a gift card two months back after our son’s tumor, and enjoy that time catching up and being a-l-o-n-e.
A long pause and my husband reaches for a large mailing envelope placing it on the table, and gently slides it over to me.
“I picked this up from the chief.”
I open it up to find many envelopes with dollar amounts and “friends” written on them with some cards.
I couldn’t fight back the tears.
Thank you, friends, at my husband’s job!
How did they know that we had just had a conversation the night before about our financial situation as my worried thoughts raced about in my head and out of my mouth to my husband?
They didn’t. But, God did and He sent it at just the right time.
Spirits lifted and the light of hope begins to shine brighter at the end of the tunnel.
We sing, “I get high with a little help from my friends.”
A walker sits abandoned and remote in our home.
“Six weeks,” the doctor said, “she will need to use the walker for six weeks and then, we will think about lifting all restrictions.”
I panic as I think about the dining chairs that are circling our table. There are a couple of chairs with a weak leg and when you go to sit on it, you’re praying that you’re not the one who will find themselves Kerplop! on the ground.
I chide over her shoulder, “You need to use the walker! What if you fall? The doctor said six weeks!!!”
I get the tap on the shoulder. You know, the Holy Spirit tap that says, “Um, can I talk to you privately for a moment?”
And so went our Job-like deliberating.
“Wasn’t it I who dropped into your spirit that you weren’t going to die of cancer regardless of what the doctors said?”
“Did you not tell her to not take their words as golden and to trust My leading? You’ve instilled what I have taught you in her. She is trusting Me and is trying to do what I am asking, but always with the support of all of you.”
A Selah moment grabs hold of my heart.
I march back to her room like a school girl having just left the principal’s office and come clean, “You know our dining room chairs?”
“Well, I’m worried that you might be putting too much pressure and…” I look down, my eyes welling up with tears and she quickly retorts, “Mom, you told me at the beginning of all of this to not take the doctors words as golden for me. I felt God drop in my spirit that I would heal quicker than what was being predicted. You asked me to trust in God’s leading. That’s what I am doing. I feel my spine getting stronger. I don’t push myself like the chairs.”
She sings, “Oh, I’m going to try with a little help from my friends.”
Thank you to all of the positive people and friends for being faithful to breathe necessary life into our spirits through precious memories, thoughtful gifts, and for lifting us up and walking alongside of us. We couldn’t have gotten this far without you!
Next time you’re in a bustling crowd doing life in fast forward, stop and put life on slow play. There might be someone on the ground like me who hopes to get by with a little help from a friend. And, the next time you see me, I hope to be one of the ones walking a mile or two with you encouraging you to seize God’s blessings in life’s circumstances!
Laurie for the PopTribe