My son is 23 years old now. But there was a time – oh so long ago – when he was only a toddler. In our living room stood two tables on either end of our couch with a ceramic lamp on each. And as you can probably imagine, toddlers and ceramic lamps don’t always make the best combination. One day, he was playing and ran into one of the tables. And, as gravity would have it, the lamp fell to the floor and broke. My wife and I saw it happening but neither of us could reach it in time.
At first, my son wasn’t as concerned about the lamp as he was about making sure that HE was okay. We weren’t upset or even disappointed about the lamps. As we watched our son, however, we could see the very moment when he realized he was fine and his attention began to turn to the pieces of the lamp that lay in the floor. He looked at the pieces then back at us. He reached down and picked up a big piece. Then he got another piece with his free hand. We could just “see” the wheels turning in his head… trying to figure out his next move.
He looked back at the rest of the pieces and back at us again. His little face began to wrinkle and tears were beginning to form. Looking back at us, through his tears he said “I don’t know how to fix it.”
How often do we get ourselves into a situation that we don’t know what to do and try as we might, we just CANNOT find the solution. If we would only get past our pride and admit to our Heavenly Father that we don’t know how to fix it! Just like we do as parents, our Heavenly Father loves for His children to ask for His help.
“Whosoever therefore shall humble himself as this little child, the same is greatest in the kingdom of heaven.” Matthew 18:4