I lift up my eyes to the hills.  From where does my help come?  My help comes from the LORD, who made heaven and earth. Psalm 121:1-2 (ESV)

The first time my son got sick, he was two months old, and I was gripped with fear.  In tears, I poured my heart to my husband.  His response was simple.

“Let’s pray.”

I was so frustrated at first.  Pray?  How about, “Let’s call the doctor?”

Then the conviction came, gently but swiftly.

Who imbued the physician with the knowledge and ability to treat my son?  Who knit my son with His own hands in my womb, day and night?  Who loves my son so much that he sacrificed his to give mine the chance of eternal life?

El Shaddai, Lord God Almighty.

Jehovah Rapha, The Lord that Heals.

I gave my heart, fears, and questions to God, and in exchange, he gave me peace in the knowledge that His will is good, pleasing, and perfect.[1]

No matter what troubles our hearts — whether it’s repairing our health, stabilizing our finances, struggling against addiction, mending broken relationships, or even holding on to the will to persevere — we can always ask God, the maker of heaven and earth, to help us.

Yahweh, you are sovereign.  You are Holy.  Your will is good.  When I feel overwhelmed by my worries, help me to turn to you first, for you are the source of my strength.   


Written by Dianna Benjamin

[1] Romans 12:2 “Do not conform to the pattern of this world, but be transformed by the renewing of your mind.  Then you will be able to test and approve what God’s will is—his good, pleasing, and perfect will. “ (NIV)