I raced through campus, my heavy textbooks in my arms. My legs were shaking because I had run so far, but I was way behind schedule, and running was the best option. I had been printing out my essay in the library, but it had taken way too long. As a result, I was now rushing against the clock, hoping to not be too late to class.
That always seemed to happen to me.
Rushing. I was always rushing.
Most days, I could hardly eat because I was so stressed. I was teaching French 101, a battle in itself. I was heartbroken because of vanished dating dreams, and I was pretty lost in a couple of my classes. Trying to stay on top of it all was starting to overwhelm me.
I finally made it into the Humanities building where I would be able to turn in my essay before class. I raced to the elevator and pushed the button as hard as I could, hoping that would somehow make it come faster. I knew there was no way that my fatigued legs and aching back could make it up the three flights of stairs.
As the elevator doors opened and I stumbled inside, I pushed the button for the third floor, leaned my head against the wall, closed my eyes and said a prayer that went exactly like this :
“Heavenly Father, please help me.”
And then, I opened my eyes. And staring back at me were these words:
Help is on the way.
Tears filled my eyes as I remembered that God always has promised to his children help in their times of need, no matter where they are or what they are doing. He always has time to hear our prayers when we need him, or even when we just need someone to talk to, to laugh with, to cry with. He always has time for us. And He always will send help to those who believe and trust him and will have him to be their God. And even if sometimes you don’t believe anymore that He is there for you, all He asks is that you show a tiny grain of faith, even if it’s as small as a mustard seed, and believe that He is there.
Miracles happen because of tiny grains of faith.
Help is on the way.
That’s what Heavenly Father told me today, when the feelings of hurt and pain came back. When the physical heart ache ripped through my heart and threw me to my knees. Today when the tears burned my eyes and I wondered if the pain would ever go away. God told me, “Help is on the way.”
He has been so, so good to me. And I look back on that experience in the elevator, four years ago now, and realize he has sent help to me every step of this journey of marriage, separation, and divorce. He has been there. He has sent angels, friends, an angelic counselor, leaders from my days in young women’s, family members, words of comfort, songs of peace, images of his love, all of this. He has sent help. And help is still and always will be on the way.
Help is on the way.
That’s what Heavenly Father told me today, when the feelings of hurt and pain came back. When the physical heart ache ripped through my heart and threw me to my knees. Today when the tears burned my eyes and I wondered if the pain would ever go away. God told me, “Help is on the way.”
He has been so, so good to me. And I look back on that experience in the elevator, four years ago now, and realize he has sent help to me every step of this journey of marriage, separation, and divorce. He has been there. He has sent angels, friends, an angelic counselor, leaders from my days in young women’s, family members, words of comfort, songs of peace, images of his love, all of this. He has sent help. And help is still and always will be on the way.
So let me share with you a poem I recently wrote which has truly helped me remember that when life takes a turn for the worst, Heavenly Father has the strength we do not have, and will send the help that we desperately need.
He did it for me then, when I was a worried college girl, and he can do it for you. He does it for me every single day.
Just remember :
Help is on the way
I fall to my knees, my body too weak,
As tears burn my eyes, for there aren’t words to speak.
My arms fold in prayer as I desperately plead
For something, for someone, to take this from me.
I know in my mind how great, God, thou art,
But I need you to write this truth in my heart.
I feel so much sadness, hurt, pain, and grief,
Yet, I know you still love me; Its just hard to believe...
Because the chaos around me says hope should be gone.
Though I refuse to believe this, it’s hard to press on -
Through darkness and trial and this storm in my life,
Relying on strength provided by Christ.
This is all that I ask, Father, for Christ’s strength each day.
Then softly I hear, “Help is on the way.”
“I’ll send you my Spirit to comfort your heart,
I’ll send you my love when the spiraling starts.
“I’ll guard you with legions of angels from Heaven,
To carry you through what trials are given.
“And when you are lost and can’t find the way,
my strength will be with you for each step of faith.”
The voice disappears but the feeling has stayed,
And my smile returns, for “Help is on the way.”
Love,
Sunshine
Love,
Sunshine

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