Helping Someone Else

Where I See God
Journal #31: Helping Someone Else

“Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior.  The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights.” Habakkuk 3:17-19

She bowed her head and I prayed. I heard a deep breath released.  Slowly as she lifted her head I could see her thinking things through.  She didn’t seem as desperate as she had a few minutes before. Calmness and even peace were transitioning around us.

Earlier in the week we had met in a small group where she began to share her story.  My heart had raced.  Her story was very similar to my story.  “God,” I prayed, “What do I say? What do I do?”

I shared my number with her and offered to listen if she ever needed me to.  I also offered to pray with her.  I told her, I didn’t have any solutions, but I knew God did. I wasn’t sure if she’d call or not, but I had to offer.

She did call.  We set up a time to meet.

As I opened my eyes after praying, I distinctly remembered telling a friend once when I was hurting so terribly, that I never wanted to heal if it meant I had to work with others who had been through my experience.  I hadn’t meant to sound so bratty; I just didn’t want to keep being pulled back into the pain.  It was too difficult.

However, here in this moment watching this young woman process how she was going to handle her situation, I suffered no pain.  In fact, I wasn’t even worried for her.  I felt complete confidence she would experience the joy that comes from healing.  She was searching for it and willing to work at facing the emotions of the past.  She was almost to surrendering it all into Christ’s hands.  To freedom. To victory.

Face to face we sat.  One who had already walked through a trial with one who was walking in it.


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