I don’t often talk about my faith on the blog but today I’m going to make an exception. On my older sister’s blog about the intersection between faith and creativity, my sister discusses the simple prayer, “Lord, have mercy.”
I’m breaking my rule because I hear from so many women that they feel like they are “the only ones” who struggle to live by old fashioned values. They feel like they are “the only ones” who struggle to overcome chaos in order to create a peaceful home environment. They feel like everyone else “has it all together” and they are “the only ones that don’t.”
When we feel the most alone and vulnerable, that is when we need to reach out the most–to our G*d (if that is what you believe), to our spouse, to our family, to our community (face to face and virtual).
A simple, “Help me” can bring about profound changes.
There is a difference between asking for help and “being a bother.” We are so afraid of being a bother that we sink into the abyss of thinking that we are all alone. But we aren’t. Just like we would gladly offer our help to those that ask for it, others are grateful for the opportunity to show you how much they care about you by helping you.
This post is just as much for me as it is for you. I’m not very good at asking for help. But a couple of months ago, The Mister and I received some distressing news. Between that and a change in the dosage of my medication that my body needed to adjust to (similar to really bad PMS), I’ve spent a great deal of time asking for mercy.
And the cool part is discovering all of the amazing ways it is being given to me.