I choose to walk away
Away from the past, its hurts, pains and shame
I choose to walk away from the choices I made in the past
Choices that seemed so logical and beneficial
I opt for change, the willingness to embrace the future I do not yet see
I choose to part with my own understanding, the one that let me into that mess
I will depart from myself, the self that I trusted but got disappointed.
I’ve discovered a new me, a me that so pleases me
And I won’t let anything take that away from me.
Do you feel comfortable asking for help? Do you with ease receive and appreciate help from others?
Let’s share our experiences in this area.
If your answer to the above questions is no, then read on as we examine some of the reasons why people feel uncomfortable with this.
- You’ve always done it your way. You don’t want another person’s way out.
- You’re used to doing it alone. You prefer the solo route.
- You once asked for it and were rejected; you’re scared of rejection.
- You’re too proud to admit you need help.
- You think asking for help is a sign of weakness and insufficiency.
- You have a false sense of responsibility; you don’t want to inconvenience anyone.
- You don’t want to have to pay for it one day; you don’t like helping others yourself.
- You just don’t know how to ask for help. You walk down to the fellow and then you walk pass them tongue-tight.
- You don’t know how to receive and appreciate help; you’re afraid to mess up.
Whatever your own reason may be it is important to get to the root of it and get over it.
It feels very miserable to be in need of something someone wants to offer, yet be held back from asking for any reason whatsoever.
The world is full of people who want to help you. Do not shut them out of your life. Give them the opportunity to experience the joy of giving.
One day Jesus saw a man who had been sitting near a pool for 38 years waiting for and expecting healing from God. Everybody knew about him and no one did try to help him out. Everybody seemed to think that somehow, there was nothing wrong in him being there. He had become a part of the natural décor of that environment; it had become normal to see him there year after year and decade after decade.
Then one day something different happened to him. Jesus showed up, gave him an instruction and his story changed. “Glory to God, a notable miracle has happened. Our God has done it again…” This should have been the reaction of the leaders of the church. They should have been happy to see another testimony pointing to the greatness of God. No! They had other priorities at heart.
“Why are you carrying your bed on the Sabbath? Why did that man heal you on the Sabbath?”
It is like that prostitute who goes to church feeling so depressed…more depressed than the state of her dress; but then all we can see is her short skirt and heavy make-up. We then fail to appreciate a notable miracle; the fact that someone like that has made up their mind to stop running away from God.
I like the response the man gave to the Pharisees when they desired to know why he was crying his bed on the Sabbath.
“He who made me well said to me, ‘take up your bed and walk (John 5:11).’
I don’t know who has been breathing down the back of your neck and giving you five reasons why you shouldn’t be doing what you are doing. “As long as you live in my house, it is unlawful for you to pray. You are a former drug-addict and I won’t let you see my daughter; you used to be a sex worker, I can’t attend your church; you got born into the wrong family, you can’t have a break in life…”
This is my encouragement to you. Look at them in the face and say…”He who saved me told me I could make it…He who rescued me from the pit said to me ‘you are fearfully and wonderfully made…’”
At the end of the day, it’s not about pleasing men; it’s about doing the will of God and making it to heaven.