Mighty Mouse Syndrome (Part I): Here I Come to Save the Day!

Do your ears perk up at the faintest squeak of someone is in need? Does the thought of coming to the rescue make your heart pound as you rush onto a scene? Do you gladly pick up new responsibilities when someone is struggling to keep up? Conversely, do you cringe at the thought of ever being needy enough to allow others to help you?

If you replied, "Yes" to most of those questions, then get your cape and fist pump ready. You may just have a case of Mighty Mouse Syndrome!

While there's nothing inherently wrong with wanting to be helpful (in fact, "helps" might be a spiritual gift of yours), it's possible to cross over the line into pridefulness when we resist help from others in our own times of need.

We don't usually reach for the "prideful" label when attempting to describe our need to be self-sufficient, though. More often, we say that we "don't want to trouble anyone," or that we have all the resources we need to handle the situation.

We may not possess the breadth or strength to tackle an obstacle on our own, but like Mighty Mouse, we're sure that we've got it all under control.

Hello Again

Hi there. I'm going to start blogging again. I took a break for a few months, but now I'm back. Sort of. I think I've changed quite a bit since July 2014. I'm really liking this motherhood thing. I'd say it's changing me from the inside-out for the better.

Karen (22 months) and her newborn brother, Ethan

I like being a mom so much that we decided to have another kid. His name is Ethan Alexander, and I love him. Today we slow danced in the living room to Perry Como and he didn't even tell me to shush when I sang, ha.

I'm not sure who's still out there of my devoted 9-person audience, but stay tuned! My next post will be a study on praying with faith, based on the Shunammite woman in 2 Kings 4.