I’ve been thinking a lot about help lately. As in, where does my help come from?
It could be because I love For King and Country’s song Shoulders. The first part of the song is from Psalm 121:1-2:
I lift my eyes to the mountains – where does my help come from? My help comes from the Lord, the maker of heaven and earth.
And so I’ve been asking myself – where does my help come from?
It has come from my own self – from my abilities, my passions, my talents. Even while I’ve had good intentions of using these for God’s glory, I have often relied too heavily on them to help me. To help me feel worthy, capable and successful.
It has come from other people – my husband, my parents, being a mom. I’ve slowly learned that while my husband is the first person I turn to, he alone cannot supply all the help I need. God saw fit to take my parents home to Him. And after many years of infertility, and now having kids, I realize daily that being a mom does not provide the help I need. Being a mom is wonderful and amazing, but it does not fulfil my needs.
It has come from addictions – for me it was spending money and smoking. They were easy to turn to – always there when I needed help. When I felt like I couldn’t cope or when my lack of control was too much for me to handle.
Where does your help come from?
I think this verse is saying that we often look to other things for help. The Psalmist looked to the mountains. The beauty and grandeur and majesty of the mountains. But he knew that his help didn’t come from the mountains. And we can replace the word “mountains” with any other word, any other thing that we seek to provide the help we need.
The list goes on and on. Many of the things on our help list aren’t necessarily bad – such as friends or pastors. However, when we rely on anything other than the Lord to provide the help we need, we are missing the mark. We miss out on the peace and joy – despite the circumstances surrounding us – that only God can provide.
I encourage you to listen to the words of this song. I encourage you to open your bible to this scripture and ask God – what are my “mountains”?
Help me Jesus to know and believe the promise of your help. Let me not look to anything else besides you when I need help.
When confusion’s my companion
And despair holds me for ransom
I will feel no fear
I know that You are near
When I’m caught deep in the valley
With chaos for my company
I’ll find my comfort here
‘Cause I know that You are near
My help comes from You
You’re right here, pulling me through
You carry my weakness, my sickness, my brokenness all on Your shoulders
My help comes from You
You are my rest, my rescue
I don’t have to see to believe that You’re lifting me up on Your shoulders
You mend what once was shattered
And You turn my tears to laughter
Your forgiveness is my fortress
Oh Your mercy is relentless