SCRIPTURE: Psalm 121:1 (CEB)
I raise my eyes toward the mountains. Where will my help come from?
People need people. Laurie was about three when one night she requested my aid in getting undressed. I was downstairs and she was upstairs, and ... well. "You know how to undress yourself," I reminded. "Yes," she explained, 'but sometimes people need people anyway, even if they do know how to do things by themselves."
Barbra Streisand’s voice embraces the words with a tender touch of a true artist:
People who need people
Are the luckiest people in the world
Were children needing other children
And yet letting our grown-up pride
Hide all the need inside
Acting more like children than children
Speaks to the reality of your world and mine.
We are a truly stubborn bunch aren’t we? We’ve bought into the fallacy that since we are “adults” we don’t need anybody else. “I can do it myself!” It is the old “go it alone” syndrome. So, there we are adults all of us behaving as children in an adult world.
One can almost hear the disciples, after the resurrection, asking the question: “Where will my help come from?” They were trying to sort out the dynamics of resurrection … of a dead teacher and friend coming back from the dead. Talk about thinking outside the box, God sure did that with this new reality. It is a paradigm shift of major proportions. This new reality requires all of us to think differently … to act different … to admit that we cannot handle the truth by ourselves.
Oh, life-after-death is okay when we think about eternity, but here on earth? … in the middle of flesh-and-blood reality? You’ve got to be kidding. Sure we need people to help in processing this new thing. Even for us who live on the other side of resurrection morning. We’ve had centuries to get use to this new reality, but it still stumps us. Maybe that is why we easily return to the mundane of church administration instead of opening ourselves to becoming true followers. It appears to be more fun simply being a fan … a cheerleader … than a full fledge participant. The cost of being a follower is too great. We’ve got to believe the unbelievable.
We still need God to do for us what we think we can do for ourselves. That’s the “ouch-factor” of resurrection morning.
Where does our help come from? Help us realize that even when we can do it ourselves we still need your help. After all it is either that way or continuing to act like we know what we are doing and allow the child in us to take over.