Today I got to use my dormant basketball skills on my son (I use the term "skills" lightly and "dormant" - not so lightly). My teeny toddler was being a big "helper" and trying to help me sweep the floor. By "help", I mean - using a Swiffer Duster to spread my growing pile of dirt to all corners of the universe. I chuckled as I realized that I was actually in a classic basketball position to keep him away from my dirt as I swept as fast as I could. My college coach would have been proud.
My oldest son also loves to help. He loves to use our keys to open the car door when we're already late. He likes to help his little brother push the gush-water-all-over-the-floor button on our water cooler. He likes to help himself to a drink of a milk from the fridge - and then use a towel to "cean" up the afore-mentioned milk. He likes to help make up his bed by lying in the middle as I spread the sheets. He likes to help me write my grocery list - I assume the big circles mean...apples? Today he helped me put back his daddy's ties by gathering as many as he could in his little arms and throwing them up at the tie rack. My boys attempts at helping make me smile. Their intentions are cute but not always so...helpful.
I was rocking that teeny toddler sweeper to sweep...I mean sleep..a few nights ago. The night was quiet and I was just pondering life when I started to worry about something. I can't even remember exactly what it was...just that it was completely out of my hands. What I do remember is one moment being anxious, and the next, being reminded that I have a Helper.
In John 14, Jesus is giving some last-minute encouragement to His disciples as He knows that His time to leave is near. In verse 26, He says; "But the Helper, the Holy Spirit, whom the Father will send in My name, He will teach you all things, and bring to your remembrance all things that I said to you."
There will be so many situations in life in which I will need a Helper. I daily need help in making the right choices or knowing how to treat my husband and raise my children or remembering truth for my life from God's Word. But it is refreshing to know that no matter what is thrown at me, I have a Helper. He is not someone who will bail out, or who really has no idea what to do. He is to be trusted in and counted upon. He is sent by the Father, in Jesus' name - and there can be no better Helper.
P.S. If you need to be reassured of His help in your life. Grab a Bible and and read John 14-16!
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