I Choose Today to Lift Up the Weary
There’s a story in Scripture where the Israelites are attacked by Amalek. Moses sends Joshua into battle, while he goes up on a hill with the staff of God in his hands. As long as Moses keeps his arms lifted, Israel prevails. But as the battle drags on, his arms grow tired. Every time they start to fall, Israel begins to lose ground. So Aaron and Hur step in. They place a rock under Moses so he can sit, and then they stand on each side of him—holding his hands steady until sunset. The victory was won because Joshua’s army wasn’t standing alone. They were being lifted by friends who refused to stop believing God on their behalf. (Exodus 17:8–13) The truth is, most people fight their battles alone. Not because they want to, but because they don’t know how to reach out. Maybe they’re embarrassed, or afraid their struggle will be misunderstood. Maybe they’ve convinced themselves no one cares—or that their pain is too much for someone else to carry. But Scripture tells us otherwise. We are meant to bear one another’s burdens, to come alongside the weary and lift them up. We were never designed to do life