Naturally this is a blog that I had to do twice due to my own ineptitude on transmitting devices. HELP, I need somebody was my cry again after 30 minutes of heart pouring out was wasted. So, maybe as you are at this moment, I sang again the words to this Beatles song....."HELP I need somebody, not just anybody...HELP!"
Last week while attending the Tampa auction (I have been in Florida for 10 days), I was invited to try the free lunch Philly Steak & Cheese sandwiches. They were good, but a tad rubbery and had a little recoil after each bite. After taking a bite from my 3rd half a sandwich, I felt something hard rattling around in my mouth. To my surprise, I had lost a lower middle tooth, split almost at the root.
My first inclination was to yell, HELP, I need somebody, because any removal of parts we were blessed with on our human frame leaves a void. Then, as I gazed in the mirror my next inclination was to go find some super glue to re-attach (it's a guy thing ladies). My next move was to call Pam Cook's husband Bob who I knew would tell me what I needed to do since he is a marvelous dentist. I didn't need just anybody, I needed someone with answers. And naturally he says, "So you don't look so pretty anymore". Exactly what you need in a crisis, someone with a good sense of humor!
Then, my friend Casey and I made a plan to go to Pensacola Beach, eat lunch and get some sand in our toes on Sunday. He of course continued the humor by suggesting I could join the "Gap Band", as I tried very hard to contain myself from laughing. Lose a tooth, have a gap, fill a void, don't let it get you down.
While walking on the pier (first time I ever had to pay a $1.25 walking fee, there is a toll everywhere in Florida!), we came upon some fisherman who were casting out on a windy day. Accidentally an Egret got caught in one of the lines with the wind blowing very heavily. I volunteered to help the guy (picture is on Facebook), and once we contained an angry bird with a long beak, I was able to slip the line off his wing. In bird language you know he was squawking, HELP, I need somebody, not just anybody.....but someone with answers. He flew away to freedom, and it was then this blog was conceived.
Used to be I would call on anyone but God when I needed help, and maybe that is how you have been too. Now, he is my first choice because I know he has a solution, he has words that will guide me through whatever crisis exists. Those of us who had large voids to fill, those of us who have been tangled in sin, know where the real help in life comes from, and it's not just anybody.
Mighty King and warrior David often laments his need to rely on God for his needs in the Book of Psalms, for his help when all else seems lost. He teaches us that it is not manly (or womanly) to stay in a shell and hide our needs, but instead come out and ask for what we need, talk about our problems, and don't let them overwhelm us with finding our own often wrong solutions.
It's true, a man can use a good dentist, a bird can use a rescuer, but for a lifetime of security, we need someone who has answers for everything...not just anybody.
Next time you sing this song, sing it to Him, and see what a difference it makes!
Glenn is an ex-Marine Viet Nam vet who is also a recovering alcoholic, clean and sober for 30 years. He has been involved in start up and ongoing recovery ministry at North Atlanta Church and Campus for the last two decades. He has a passion for outreach and to spread the message that the answer to lasting and fulfilling recovery from addiction is in a relationship with Jesus Christ. He and the ATB team are available to assist in your questions or needs on an individual basis and will do so maintaining complete confidentiality. You may e-mail him at firstname.lastname@example.org.