Summary: We need eternal help.
THE CRUCIAL ISSUE
S: Resurrection Day
Pr: WE NEED ETERNAL HELP.
?: How? How does it come?
The first essential is…
RMBC 31 March 02 AM
ILL Notebook: Help (Housewife)
A worried mom sprang to the telephone when it rang and listened with relief to the kindly voice in her ear. "How are you, darling?" it said. "What kind of a day are you having?"
"Oh, mother," said the housewife, breaking into bitter tears, "I’ve had such a bad day. The baby won’t eat and the washing machine broke down. I haven’t had a chance to go shopping, and besides, I’ve just sprained my ankle and I have to hobble around. On top of that, the house is a mess and I’m supposed to have two couples to dinner tonight."
The mother was shocked and was at once all sympathy. "Oh, darling," she said, "sit down, relax, and close your eyes. I’ll be over in half an hour. I’ll do your shopping, clean up the house, and cook your dinner for you. I’ll feed the baby and I’ll call a repairman I know who’ll be at your house to fix the washing machine promptly. Now stop crying. I’ll do everything. In fact, I’ll even call George at the office and tell him he ought to come home and help out for once."
"George?" said the housewife. "Who’s George?"
"Why, George! Your husband! Is this 555-1374?
"No, this is 555-1375."
"Oh, I’m sorry. I guess I have the wrong number."
There was a short pause and the housewife said, "Does this mean you’re not coming over?"
Have you ever needed help?
I think that we all probably need help from time to time.
ILL Personal: Knee Surgery
Almost twenty years ago, I twisted both of my knees on separate occasions. At the time, I didn’t think much about them. I figured I had sprained them and that if I stayed away from strenuous activity for a little while, like playing basketball, they would be OK. And that worked for awhile. I continued to enjoy the sports activities that I loved, but I babied my knees, wore knee braces, and iced them down after a lot of activity. But you know what, about fifteen years ago, all my efforts were not working, for even walking became painful. It was extremely painful to go up and down stairs. It was extremely painful to get up out of a chair. So I gave in. I went to see a doctor, a specialist. And do you know what he told me? He said I had great knees...for an 85-year-old man. And they were not going to get better on their own. And they were not going to get better on my efforts. I needed outside help. I would need an operation on both knees to take the pain away.
Have you ever needed help?
As I was studying for this time today, I wondered what it would have been like for the disciples the day after Jesus was crucified.
They must have been scared.
What were they going to do?
They needed help!
For consider this…
1. A week that began with expectation ended in terror.