Desperation drove the dear dad to the feet of the Master and these words, “Lord I believe, help my unbelief”
A broken hearted mom from Psyrophonecia fell at his feet worshipping and said, “Lord help me”
And who could ever forget the day Mary sat at his feet, while Martha fretted in the kitchen and then demanded He make her help with dinner…
Oh the misguided notion that our help can ever come anywhere but from Him….
Lately in my prayers I have overheard myself seeking His help…
“Lord, help me. I need your help. You are my helper”
David remembered his help came from the Lord…
So does mine…..
And yours…..
Without doubt He is our helper…
Heb 13:5-6 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.
His help gives us confidence to be bold in the Holy Ghost….
Sort of like, “My daddy is bigger than yours”…
“My Helper is bigger than your helper”
Never forget my friend that indeed He is our Helper and a very present Help in the time of trouble…..
And of course we have no other recourse but to rejoice in His help….
Ps 63:7 Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice….
We just might as well step back and allow Him to Help us and set aside any human manipulations of schemes…..
I pledge myself anew today to be a worshipper for I know as long as I stay close enough for his shadow to touch me, I will always be close to my Help….
Ps 30:10-12 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper. Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
His Help turns sadness into a party and replaces sadness with gladness…
His Help is the kind of Help I need…..
Next time you hear somebody say, “You just can’t find good help anymore”
Why don’t you break into one of those old fashioned “praise breaks” and let them know you found the best and only Help worth seeking…..
Hold on, while I rejoice a bit myself…
For indeed HE is my Help….
Can’t get no better than that!!!!
Blessings…
RKS
A broken hearted mom from Psyrophonecia fell at his feet worshipping and said, “Lord help me”
And who could ever forget the day Mary sat at his feet, while Martha fretted in the kitchen and then demanded He make her help with dinner…
Oh the misguided notion that our help can ever come anywhere but from Him….
Lately in my prayers I have overheard myself seeking His help…
“Lord, help me. I need your help. You are my helper”
David remembered his help came from the Lord…
So does mine…..
And yours…..
Without doubt He is our helper…
Heb 13:5-6 Let your conversation be without covetousness; and be content with such things as ye have: for he hath said, I will never leave thee, nor forsake thee. So that we may boldly say, The Lord is my helper, and I will not fear what man shall do unto me.
His help gives us confidence to be bold in the Holy Ghost….
Sort of like, “My daddy is bigger than yours”…
“My Helper is bigger than your helper”
Never forget my friend that indeed He is our Helper and a very present Help in the time of trouble…..
And of course we have no other recourse but to rejoice in His help….
Ps 63:7 Because thou hast been my help, therefore in the shadow of thy wings will I rejoice….
We just might as well step back and allow Him to Help us and set aside any human manipulations of schemes…..
I pledge myself anew today to be a worshipper for I know as long as I stay close enough for his shadow to touch me, I will always be close to my Help….
Ps 30:10-12 Hear, O Lord, and have mercy upon me: Lord, be thou my helper. Thou hast turned for me my mourning into dancing: thou hast put off my sackcloth, and girded me with gladness; To the end that my glory may sing praise to thee, and not be silent. O Lord my God, I will give thanks unto thee for ever.
His Help turns sadness into a party and replaces sadness with gladness…
His Help is the kind of Help I need…..
Next time you hear somebody say, “You just can’t find good help anymore”
Why don’t you break into one of those old fashioned “praise breaks” and let them know you found the best and only Help worth seeking…..
Hold on, while I rejoice a bit myself…
For indeed HE is my Help….
Can’t get no better than that!!!!
Blessings…
RKS
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