When I said, "My foot is slipping," your love, O Lord, supported me. Psalm 94:18
If I am honest about my feelings, there are times in life that I have resented God for the lessons He teaches me. Too often I wonder why He allowed me to fall down.
If He really loved me, wouldn't He protect me from it?
The truth is - I fall down because I don't ask for His help. Even so, God's love doesn't always make sense to me.
I know it is more loving to allow someone to grow than it is to keep him from it, even when it is painful. How loving is it for a parent to carry a toddler everywhere - never allowing him to walk? His growth would be stunted. He would be forever dependent on his parent and could never fully enjoy life. A loving parent stands back - watches - prays - and stays posed and ready to reach out the moment his child cries for help.
But sometimes I wish growing didn't hurt so much.
Lord, help me to ask for help. Forgive my arrogance and pride. So many times I refuse to say, "My foot is slipping!" Protect me. When I begin to slip, come to my rescue.