Lord, Help Me
Sometimes, you feel super inspired and want to write a lot. And sometimes, you remember that people came to Jesus and cried, "Lord, help me".
I spent today with others in my church body from Alberta and BC, talking about the work of our church. Almost 12 hours of formal meetings, then another couple hours visiting and talking about the work of the church over flights at a micro-brewery next to the hotel (well, I had a cider...celiac disease and all that...but others had some good-looking beer flights).
Sometimes, I get inspired and write a bunch. Other times, I hear someone else preach to me about the faith of a woman who was determined to get what she needed from Jesus, and simply by acknowledging her sinfulness and praying, "Lord, help me", she received grace and mercy from Him.
Sometimes I just need to acknowledge my helplessness and come to Jesus in faith.
Lord, help me.