"When I say 'My foot is slipping,' your love, Lord, holds me up." (Psalm 94:18)The Lord holds me up, no matter what is happening in my life. His love carries me and holds me and helps me to know I am not alone.
Sometimes I slip. Sometimes I fall. Sometimes I am afraid. But the Lord's love always holds me up.
Years ago my husband almost died from a blood clot after heart surgery. I remember waking up the morning after the crisis, lying in bed, unable to get up, paralyzed by fear and a sudden depression.
I prayed - Lord, help me up. I have to go to the hospital. I have to put on a good face for my husband and my children. Help me up, Lord. Please!
The phone rang. It could be the hospital, so I got up. It was a friend. All I could do was cry. I could not talk. I hung up and went back to bed.
Five minutes later, the phone rang again. This time it was my spiritual director.
"How are you?" he asked in that kind voice of his.
I fought back sobs. I told him about my husband. Then I told him of my sudden depression. He told me that sometimes all we have left is hope. We have to hang on to that hope, he said.
We talked for a few more minutes. He encouraged me. He cracked a joke. I laughed. When we hung up, I was smiling. My mood felt lighter.
I did not go back to bed. I went to the hospital to see my husband with a smile on my face and a song of hope in my heart.
Later it hit me. I had asked the Lord to help me up, and He did. He called my friends and they answered His call.
God's love held me up.
Praise you, Lord. Thank you for your Love and for always holding me when I slip and fall. Thank you for hope and for answered prayers. Help me to trust in your loving presence always. Amen.