Moving Pt. 2
We were not going to ask for help to move…crazy huh? Like standing on dynamite?
Some of our problems we create by simply not asking for help.
And I can say for me, there was some pride in not asking for help to move. I don’t normally ask for help, because receiving help can sometimes make me feel weak, not enough, that I should pay for the help, or that no one really wants to do this/that, I mean would I?
The truth is, we need help, we’re not suppose to be all and everything on our own, that’s why we all have different strengths, weaknesses, ways of thinking, etc. We’re like puzzle pieces, and when we’re put together, we’re a master piece. How good of a fighter would Ronda Rousey be, if she didn’t have trainers?
And help doesn’t always have a price tag attached. People do sometimes treat others how they would want to be treated, and help without the expectation of receiving anything in return (that’s a blog post for another day).
Two of our friends offered to help us move, who does that?! Who really wants to help someone else pack and move things that’s not theirs, just because they’re friends. Apparently selfless, good friends! And we certainly needed their help. Everything got done twice as fast, and there was some fun in the labor.
Then two other friends, called us and said, “Hey, we know you guys have been moving all day, we’re making dinner for you.” Excuse me?
The lesson of simply help, and offer help before being asked is both powerful, convicting, and humbling.
This whole moving experience, now has me looking for ways I can help someone else.
“Two are better than one, because they have a good return for their labor: If either of them falls down, one can help the other up. But pity anyone who falls and has no one to help them up.” – Ecclesiastes 4:9 – 10