When you get to your wits end, you will find, God lives there.”
I posted this recently on Facebook. In my attempt to encourage others I had no idea how appropriate that little phrase would be for me today.
I began classes in early January to prepare for testing that would be the second step in pursing a new career. I failed my second attempt to pass that test today. This test is the gateway I have to pass through to move forward towards accomplishing my goal of a new career.
I was diligent to study, to accumulate all of the knowledge that I thought was needed, and still came up short.
Now I realize in the grand scheme of things, with all of the problems there are in the world failing to pass a test is not life or death, but it’s important to me.
To advance to the next level and move forward will eventually impact not just my life but also others.
I prayed and in my prayer made this statement, “God if you live at wits end I’m here knocking on your door.”
I have read through the book of Psalms a few times in my life.
Many of them begin with the writer at wit’s end.
And even though I am not a king in exile just a few feet ahead of those who are trying to kill me, I have one thing in common with those who experienced that kind of trouble.
I have done all I know to do. To move forward I need divine help, or better stated “God, help.”
As I prayed, feeling discouraged, and a little hopeless, God reminded me that he doesn’t just a live at wits end.
He lives wherever I am.
It’s good to acknowledge that without His help, I will fail, But I don’t have to wait until I get to wits end to ask for it.
His wisdom and guidance are always available no matter where I’m at in my journey. But it is better to seek it, early and often.
As I thought about it I realized that over the past month I was not doing that.
My prayers my conversations with Him were sacrificed for the urgency of the moment to accomplish the goals that I had set for myself.
Consisting of a quick prayer to help with this, to pass this test, to help me remember.
Maybe in part because of the “I’ve got this” syndrome, or thinking God’s really not interested in this. Or at least not as interested as He is when I pray for the sick or the troubled, or the prayer requests I get daily on my phone or the inmates in jail that I serve as a chaplain.
But the truth is He cares about everything in my life. Why?
If my overall goal is to fulfill the purpose that He prepared in advance [Ephesians 2:10], then every part of my life has to be important to Him. Because every part of my life, even the desire and goal for a new career should be working towards that goal.
And because he is a loving Heavenly Father He understands how easily I get sidetracked. Forgetting where my help comes from.
If I seek Him at wit’s end, at the beginning or along the way He’s always willing to provide what I need. And that is so good to know.
Father God I not only need your help, but also your help to remember I do. And not just at wits end.
In my time of need I can say with those who went before me.
In my distress I called upon the LORD, And cried to my God for help; He heard my voice out of His temple, And my cry for help before Him came into His ears.
On the day I called, You answered me; You made me bold with strength in my soul.
But you, O Lord, are a shield about me, my glory, and the lifter of my head.I cried aloud to the Lord, and he answered me from his holy hill. Selah
– Psalm 3:3-4