Yesterday I went to blow up a balloon for an activity for Matt, our youngest. As I held the balloon to my lips, I took a deep breath and blew out.

Nothing.

I tried again.

Nothing.

And again.

Same result, a deflated balloon.

Ugh. My obturator (aka my artificial palate). Sometimes I forget about it. And the reality is, when it isn’t suctioned right, things like blowing up a balloon, making a fishy or puckering up are simply not possible.

So I had to humble myself and ask our son to blow up the balloon for me.

I am sharing this with you today because we all have our limits. We all have areas where receiving help from someone else would benefit us. Yet it can be humbling and hard to admit our limits and to invite someone in to help us.

I invite you to join me today to...

pause. breathe. pray.

May we be willing to accept our limits and invite someone in to help us when we need it.

As humbling as this moment was to ask our son to blow up the balloon for me, my hope it gives him permission to ask for help too when he has met his limit, and needs an extra hand.

With love and hope,
Shawn

“God is our refuge and strength an ever present help in trouble.” - Psalm 46:1