One evening, as my wife and I were going up the stairs with a crowd of people heading for a musical performance, a woman next to me stumbled and started to fall toward me. I instinctively put my hand under her elbow to prevent her from falling on the concrete steps, but she instantly pulled her arm away, saying nothing about the help I had been prepared to give her. I was glad that the woman was able to grab the handrail and make her way up to the auditorium level.
It then occurred to me that some people are reluctant to accept assistance because they are determined to do everything for themselves, or they fear that accepting aid might be taken as a sign of weakness or dependence.
As a student of the Bible, I’ve been pondering more deeply the question, “Who or what is our true help, and what would prevent us from relying on or accepting this help?”
