I wrote about my experience with drunk young lady few days ago. When I thought more about it that night – the thing that got stuck in my mind most was that she was still trying to run from us – I realized for myself one interesting think.
Sometimes it looks the same at our spiritual life. We are sick, we are in horrible condition but we still refuse the help from the outside because we are convinced (drunk with self-confidence) that we’re gonna help ourselves the best way, that we are going to manage it. Or we just don’t admit that there could be any problem here. How it ends finally? We crush our mouth. Sometimes just a little sometimes more, but sometimes it might cost us even our marriage…
I have realized that I was running many times from the one who wanted to help me. I didn’t want to hear that I had any problem. I am not proud at it at all because it influenced the people who were around me mostly in very negative way.
Thanks to God I could always finally stop and let be helped… it wasn’t always according to my ideas, the consequences of my sooner bad decisions always got me but it was worth it – my life was changed – for the good. I have changed too – hopefully for the good too.
The help from the outside is needed – sometimes you can’t make it on your own…