Humble Strength


I like helping people. It’s a weird thing to say (or to write), I know, but it’s true. I get more joy out of helping someone else accomplish their goals then reaching some milestone on my own. It’s probably one of the reasons I entered the teaching profession. And why I was never that good at competitive sports.

The thing with being a helper is that its sometimes hard to know when you are helping too much. I face this with my students all the time. It’s easy to tell them the answer when they ask a question, but much more beneficial to them if I make them think it through and come up with a response. Sometimes helping someone well means helping them figure it out on their own.

However, despite the fact that I like helping, I find that sometimes my desire to help is overwhelmed by my desire not to. There is a great tendency to make excuses for not wanting to help. It’s easy to justify our non-involvement in other’s lives in a variety of ways; we don’t have the time, resources, or ability. We aren’t sure how to best provide help. We don’t know how beneficial our help will really be. Or a thousand other excuses that enable our inaction.

The truth, however, is far from any of these seemingly justified responses. The truth, I’m afraid, is that often we don’t get involved simply because we don’t want to. In our pride, we want to to make others do things on their own – just like we fancy we did. In our arrogance, we think we know better, and so should everyone else. The reason we don’t help isn’t we can’t. We don’t help because in truth, we don’t care.

However, one of the great things about God is that He has already considered these lame justifications and countered them. Feel like you don’t know how to help, then great, because God already given you the first (and the only step) – to love as He did (John 15:12) Feel like you are too good to help, even better, because God says he will exalt that which is humble, and humble that which exalted, which sound like the perfect predicate to helping someone you view as “less” than you (Matthew 23:12). Feel like you don’t have enough strength to help, wonderful, because God says His strength is made perfect in your weakness (I Corinthians 12:9), and it’s hard to imagine anything being more helpful than God’s perfect strength.

Which brings me to the point of this discourse. When we think about helping and then decide not to its often because our helping exposes our soft spots, our vulnerabilities. Helping requires that we take a risk and we are sure that we are courageous to do that for another. And yet, we know that being humble is the mark of true strength. For when we are humble enough to serve, we demonstrate that we are strong enough to trust in God’s ways. When we are humble enough to serve, we remind ourselves, and those we help, that He is strong enough to save.

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No Offense

Sometimes God uses the simple, seemingly insignificant things in life to teach us big lessons. Or to remind us of lessons that we once learned, but haven’t been readily applying. For me, it was the gas line at Costco. And the seemingly huge injustice of being cut in front of as another driver impatiently waited for her line to move.

Now, you are probably wondering, “what lesson could be learned from this trivial act?” Well, as I railed in my head against the gall of this other driver and privately wished that justice would be done and I would in fact get to the pump quicker (which did happen!) I realized how silly it was that I was getting bent out of shape over “my” place in line. My reaction to the other person’s action had the potential to determine my entire attitude for the rest of the day. And I was reminded, this wasn’t something to take offense at. One, because it was ridiculous to let something as benign as that ruin my day, but more importantly, because in comparison against my offense to God, this was ridiculously trivial, as trivial as an ant’s problems seem to me. My offense against Holiness was far greater than a simple inability to take one’s turn, and yet that offense had been forgiven by a holy, yet gracious God. If I was going to be offended, I should be offended by the magnitude of my sin, and amazed at the magnanimity of His forgiveness. This small, Earthly offense should prompt my heart to be filled with thankfulness, humility and awe, not frustration.

Long-time readers will know that this lesson isn’t a new one for me. After all, I’ve written about it in part here and here. However, along with my gratitude for the lesson, I’m thankful that He choose to use the Costco gas line to remind me of it. And that despite all my offense, He longs for a relationship with me and to shower me with the abundance of His grace. The least I can do is wish well those that offend me.

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