Helper God

Trudy Maassen Vander Haar

READ : 2 Corinthians 5:11-21

We were driving along a rather dreary bit of highway when suddenly we came upon a place where the banked roadside was just covered with purple blossoms. We wondered if they were cultivated or wildflowers, whether they had gotten there directly by God’s hand or the hands of a caring person. It reminded me that God occasionally deals with us directly, but often through some person. How grateful we can be for caring people . . . those who drive people to hospitals, provide food, relieve exhausted caregivers, build homes or “just” listen.

In Yokohoma our congregation worshiped downstairs in our house while we lived on the second floor. One morning as I was preparing our living room/sanctuary, a child and his mother arrived, apparently discussing various places where God is. When his mother asked where else God is, the three-year-old pointed upward. The mother agreed, “Yes, God is in heaven.” Just then the child shouted excitedly, “There’s God!” as he looked up at my husband who was descending the steps. His mother corrected him with, “Pastor Del is God’s helper.” From then on the little boy always called Del “Helper God.” Wrong, but not totally wrong. We are not gods. God does live in us and works through us. What have you done recently as God’s helper?


Thank You, God, for inviting us to be Your helpers. Use us as You will. In Jesus’ name we pray. Amen.