Asking for Help
Yesterday Todd had surgery to remove two cysts from his neck. He probably wouldn't want me to share that, but we are human and I'm the one doing the blogging for right now, so there it is. :-)
We have only lived here for six weeks and so needing to account for all the kids so I could be at the hospital with him at 6am posed a challenge. We have lessons in church all the time about service and the need to give and receive, but I am one of those people who would much rather be on the giving side than the needing help side. Who isn't, right? Needing help means we are human and have to be meek. It also means we make ourselves vulnerable and have to trust those who we ask for help. I've already admitted that I struggle on the meekness side of things, but I also struggle with trusting those I ask for help. Hence, asking for help is not a strong point. I am coming to realize that God is no respecter of comfort zones though, and He is the master of giving us the experiences we need to progress, which is why we found ourselves needing to ask for help from people we have only known a few weeks. At 6am nonetheless. I seriously considered leaving the 10-year-old home alone to wait for her bus and taking the 2-year-old with me to the hospital, but I finally surrendered to the experience and asked. In doing so I learned a couple things.
First, we are surrounded by angels. All three people I asked for help (JoAnne Gurr watched Brett, Sarah Lunt watched Brinnley, and Deborah Hutton helped me figure out the stranded car dilemma) were so happy to help. I still had inward convulsions all morning because I felt like I was being an inconvenience to them, but this was a great moment to let friends be friends. I was not the best communicator and things didn't go as planned that morning because of some unexpected hurdles, and they didn't care. They loved me amidst my humanness. It helped my trust to grow. Thank you friends!
Second, being there for each other in our ups and downs strengthens our ties and helps us build Zion. Brett didn't want to leave JoAnne's house when it was time to go. She served us with such love and was such a safe, friendly place for him that he just wanted to stay. Brinnley had a great time at the Lunts and got to grow outside of her comfort zone. I thoroughly enjoyed more talk time with Deborah on the way back to the hospital and realized even more how similar our families are. When we moved away from Payson in 2011 after living there for 12 years I really struggled. I felt so uprooted from the people I knew and loved. It has been very similar with our move here from Herriman. I realize that after so many babies, medical issues, fires, family trauma, and emotional and spiritual challenges, my life was intertwined with people who I really knew and who really knew me and that is a precious gift. We will have to work at that for many more years here, but this was a start.
Everything went great with the surgery, and now I get to joke Todd about being stiffnecked for a few days! Thanks to those who helped and also to those who would have if I would have asked you. We are grateful to be here with you learning how to be better humans.
We have only lived here for six weeks and so needing to account for all the kids so I could be at the hospital with him at 6am posed a challenge. We have lessons in church all the time about service and the need to give and receive, but I am one of those people who would much rather be on the giving side than the needing help side. Who isn't, right? Needing help means we are human and have to be meek. It also means we make ourselves vulnerable and have to trust those who we ask for help. I've already admitted that I struggle on the meekness side of things, but I also struggle with trusting those I ask for help. Hence, asking for help is not a strong point. I am coming to realize that God is no respecter of comfort zones though, and He is the master of giving us the experiences we need to progress, which is why we found ourselves needing to ask for help from people we have only known a few weeks. At 6am nonetheless. I seriously considered leaving the 10-year-old home alone to wait for her bus and taking the 2-year-old with me to the hospital, but I finally surrendered to the experience and asked. In doing so I learned a couple things.
First, we are surrounded by angels. All three people I asked for help (JoAnne Gurr watched Brett, Sarah Lunt watched Brinnley, and Deborah Hutton helped me figure out the stranded car dilemma) were so happy to help. I still had inward convulsions all morning because I felt like I was being an inconvenience to them, but this was a great moment to let friends be friends. I was not the best communicator and things didn't go as planned that morning because of some unexpected hurdles, and they didn't care. They loved me amidst my humanness. It helped my trust to grow. Thank you friends!
Second, being there for each other in our ups and downs strengthens our ties and helps us build Zion. Brett didn't want to leave JoAnne's house when it was time to go. She served us with such love and was such a safe, friendly place for him that he just wanted to stay. Brinnley had a great time at the Lunts and got to grow outside of her comfort zone. I thoroughly enjoyed more talk time with Deborah on the way back to the hospital and realized even more how similar our families are. When we moved away from Payson in 2011 after living there for 12 years I really struggled. I felt so uprooted from the people I knew and loved. It has been very similar with our move here from Herriman. I realize that after so many babies, medical issues, fires, family trauma, and emotional and spiritual challenges, my life was intertwined with people who I really knew and who really knew me and that is a precious gift. We will have to work at that for many more years here, but this was a start.
Everything went great with the surgery, and now I get to joke Todd about being stiffnecked for a few days! Thanks to those who helped and also to those who would have if I would have asked you. We are grateful to be here with you learning how to be better humans.
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