Moment Mondays: My Help is in God.
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Moment Mondays: My Help is in God.

Let’s face it: Mondays are not always fun. So often, as a new week begins we can find ourselves tired, frazzled and overwhelmed at everything that the days to come bring – all of the expectations that are on us, all of the ways that we can feel like we’re falling behind and all of the plates that we are trying to keep spinning. Or is that just me?

Moment Mondays are going to give us a moment to stop and to just be, at the beginning of each new week – to put aside all of the busyness and the stress that fills our head-space, and to realign our thinking and our hope with the truth of God.

It’s this prayer, from the Lectio 365 prayer app, that is on my mind today:

As I enter prayer now, I pause to be still; to breathe slowly: to re-centre my scattered senses upon the presence of God.

I needed to hear these words, today. In Psalm 146 – one of the last five psalms, which are all beautifully stitched together with this theme that God is good and worthy of our praise – David pens these words:

“Blessed are those whose help is in the God of Judah, whose hope is in the Lord their God. He is the Maker of heaven and earth, the sea and everything in them: he remains faithful forever. He upholds the cause of the oppressed, and gives food to the hungry. The Lord sets prisoners free, the Lord gives sight to the blind, the Lord lifts up those who are bowed down, the Lord loves the righteous. The Lord watches over the foreigner and sustains the fatherless and the widow, but he frustrates the way of the wicked”

Here is the truth that we can cling onto at the beginning of this new week:

My help is in the God of Jacob, and my hope is in the Lord, my God.

Help. It’s the same word that is used to describe God bringing Eve out of the dust, to stand alongside Adam at the start of creation: “It is not good for man to be alone,” the Lord said; “I will make a helper suitable for him” (Genesis 2:18).

ezer, the word that is translated here as a helper, is from azar: to protect or to aid. In other words, the role of woman to man is not to be “less than” but to be his protector and his aid. In the same way, this is the role that God steps into with us, and our passage today is a reminder to look at him and see him fighting for us in this way.

God is my protector, and my aid. He is your protector, and your aid. In all of that stuff that is going on for you this week – in the midst of the busyness and all those spinning plates; as you sit with a heavy heart, or with grief, or with pain; in all of your shortcomings and your mistakes – he is your protector, and he is fighting with you and for you.

And he is making you more like Him – as one made in the image of God, beautiful friend, you get to spend the rest of life becoming more and more like the One who knit you together. May you see this happening in you this week: may you be one who upholds the cause of the oppressed; who gives food to the hungry. May you set captives free, give sight to the blind, and lift those who are bowed down. May you be one who watches over the foreigner, and sustains the fatherless and the widow.

It’s simple. This is your mission, this week – a reflection of the love, and compassion and saving help that the Father has given you: the oppressed, the hungry, the captives, the blind, those who are low, the foreigner, the fatherless and the widow.

I love the way that Bob Goff puts it:

“Love is sacrifice and commitment. Jesus wants us to love hungry people, thirsty people, naked people, sick people, strange people and people in jail. That’s it – that’s what I’m trying to do. It’s a weird business card: I want to help people”

Bob goff


Father, I stand in this truth today – that you are my protector and my help; that my hope is in you and that you are fighting for me. I lift to you these things that come to mind, these plates that are spinning and these things that are going on around me this week – would You take them from me, and give me a tangible sense of Your presence as You fight for me.

Thank You, Father, for all that You are.


Pyramid Park – Hills // I love this song as a declaration of who God is and what He is doing around me:

I look to the hills

I look to the hills

Where does my help come from, as I look to the hills?

The maker of heaven and earth

The breaker of my chains and hurt

His name is Jesus

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