"The Help Of My Countenance"

"Why are you cast down, O my soul? And why are you disquieted within me? Hope in God: for I shall yet praise Him, the help of my countenance and my God." Psalm 43:5 NKJV

 

Depression colored my horizons. Looking afar, I could not see through dark bellowing clouds that touched my clothing. I stumbled onward, for what was I to do but that? Unseen potholes caused me to fall and I wished to lay there. I desired to cease my struggles. But, I remembered my children at home and had to go on one halting step at a time.

These words describe the world that I lived in for several years when I had to learn to be both a father and a mother. I had lived in a world only a conscientious mother can make.

I had never made a cake before, so I went to the store sure that I could do what she had done. At home again, I thought that one or more boxes of pre-mix per pan would make a good fat cake. The pans sure were heavy when I took them out of the oven. I laid them out on the counter and thought it would be good to put the frosting on while the layers were hot so that it could soak in.

When I was finished, I had a giant cake that was a lot shorter on one side than the other and weighed a ton. The frosting was sliding off the plate. The kids didn't laugh (much) and our dog, who would eat anything, wouldn't touch it. I forgot my troubles for awhile.

Strangely, the Lord used this to lighten my countenance, and to help my broken and lonely heart. Place you broken heart in His hands and gradually learn to laugh at yourself. He will lighten your load through silly things.


"Dear Lord, sometimes our hearts just break so badly that we just can't go on, but You will never leave us or forsake us, and that's really all we need. Hold our hand and help us stand. Amen and Amen."

 

Dr. Bob (AZ)