Carry each other’s burdens, and in this way, you will fulfill the law of Christ. (Galatians 6:2)

I recall a time when someone I knew needed help and no one was there for them. My hands reached out far enough to extend that help without wanting payback. Those times seemed to have stayed hidden when that time came for me.

It was my season of suffering, desperate times, and days filled with worry.

There aren’t many people in my circle of friends or family who would dare to stretch out their arms to answer the call unless benefits included their names. And no matter how bad the storm, it’s still hard to trust others without feeling like they’ll spread your sufferings like wildfire, turning your situation into a gossip’s dream.

The one thing that bothers me the most about going outside of that “trust” box is going to a believer and not being offered prayer at all. Hearing “No,” isn’t a disappointment; neglect of prayer is quite disturbing.  But that’s why I totally found comfort in my friend Kay Mack when I noticed her quote on her status, “a dead battery can’t start a dead battery…get away from people who can’t charge your spirit when you need a charge.”   

In that quote, I realized that I should go to those who are spiritually connected with the same God that I serve. Through God’s very own biblical word, I found confirmation that led to the very guidance I needed to help me through my storm.

(Acts 6:3)

Therefore, brethren, select from among you seven men of good reputation, full of the Spirit and of wisdom, whom we may put in charge of this task.

I took that verse and used it to help me through every wind change, all debris, raging waters, and fears through every dark day that came to meet me.

During my season, I realized as well that every God-created individual must go through theirs: their storm, their season, their victory!

(Ecclesiastes 3:1-8)

For everything there is a season, A time for every activity under heaven. A time to be born and a time to die. A time to plant and a time to harvest.

My hardship wasn’t just another bad month. It was my season to go through what I went through or what I am currently enduring.

God made everything beautiful and according to his perfect timing.