It is almost midnight here, as I sit in this hard backed chair looking at my exhausted wife resting on a pullout couch. To my left is my baby girl. I am totally exhausted. So forgive me for the choppiness of this post. No my little girl was not just born, that was 13 days ago. Rather she is back in the hospital because of a very high fever that she had. Due to the fact that she is so new and has yet to establish any immunity, the doctors are required to leave no stone unturned as they look for the culprit. Over the past 24 hours, I have watched my little baby girl be poked and prodded, comforted my wife’s fears, and tried to hide my own. Yesterday, As my daughters little hand wrapped around my finger and I stroked her forehead trying to comfort her as they were performing a lumbar puncture to check her cerebrospinal fluid, there was one emotion that overtook me, helplessness. I felt and feel totally helpless seeing that little girl not feeling well and not being able to do anything on my own to alleviate it. Being Helpless is a hard conclusion to come to, especially as a parent, and so I did the only thing I knew to do, pray.
I pray because even though I am helpless, I am not hopeless. There is a help that transcends me. A help that is far greater than any help I could ever be. Yes, I am helpless, I am totally insufficient to bring the healing and comfort needed, but my God is not. This is my hope that the God of the universe is my refuge and strength, an ever-present help in trouble (Isa. 46:1). That the creator of heaven and earth is my help (Ps. 124:8). My help is the Father of mercies and the God of all comfort, who comforts us in all our affliction (2 Cor.1:3).
So I kiss that little baby girl on the head and smile and I look my wife in the eyes and I tell her that it is going to be ok no matter what. Why? Because even though I am helpless, I am not hopeless. My daughter is in the hands of a totally sovereign, totally good, and always faithful God, and In that truth I find my greatest peace and hope. If you like me, have become aware of just how helpless you are in helping a loved one, or even helping yourself, this peace can be yours too in Christ alone. On your own you are helpless, but in Him you will never be hopeless.
When you are afraid, and helplessness sets in, let this song echo in your heart as it currently is mine.
“Great is Thy faithfulness!” “Great is Thy faithfulness!” Morning by morning new mercies I see; All I have needed Thy hand hath provided. Great is Thy faithfulness,” Lord, unto me!”