I do not like to ask for help. At all. I like to figure things out on my own, take responsibility for my own actions and just do what I need to do. I hate inconveniencing people, especially when it comes to a “mess” I created.
Learning to accept help and even ask for it has been hard for me. When I first found out I was pregnant, my son’s father suggested that I move back to California so that my family could help me. Beside the fact that I absolutely did not want to leave Hawaii, I also didn’t want to ask for help.
It didn’t feel right to me to ask for help in a situation that I created. I felt like I needed to handle it by myself.
I wanted to take responsibility for my own life and my own actions.
There’s nothing wrong with taking personal responsibility. It is a good thing but sometimes we just need help. Even if it’s in a sticky situation that we created for ourselves.
After all, that’s exactly what Christ did for us. Isn’t it?
Imagine if God had a “you made your bed, now lie in it” attitude!
Yes, there is consequence for actions. And, yes, often times we can do things ourselves. But one of the many awesome things about God is that he doesn’t make us “go it alone”. He offers us help in the form of other people.
It has been a humbling experience, but I continue to learn that it’s ok to accept help and it’s even ok to ask for it.