I yelp; He helps

Then they cried out to the Lord in their trouble; He saved them out of their distresses. Psalm 107:19 (NASB)

Nick the dog was Dad’s Christmas present. Dad, always clever with a name, named him after St. Nick. He was so soft and sweet in my lap that night at the table. I stroked his velvety black ears and his body relaxed. Nick jumped off my lap and padded into the kitchen as we lingered around my parent’s dining table over our berry cobbler and sweaty iced tea glasses.

We were interrupted by cries so loud that they sounded like a car alarm. We raced from the table into the kitchen to find Nick spurting blood and yelping. With a little investigation, one of the family cats had all she could take of this puppy getting her food and attention. She lunged toward the dog and took a bite out of his ear, a la Mike Tyson. My husband jumped into high gear stopping the bleeding with a towel and calling his step-father, a veterinarian.

Soon, we were seated in our usual arrangement back at the table. The cat was banished outside. Nick was back in my lap, this time wrapped in a towel. My husband started to sing, “Perforate the dog, come on!” to the tune of Kool and the Gang’s “Celebrate good times, come on!” We all relaxed and were relieved that my husband had a cool head. (We won’t go there with exactly how little help my mother and I were! Hi, Mom.)

Yelping: Crying out. Loudly. Sharply. When we’re in pain. Primal. Emotional.

Helping: Rescuing. Saving. Like from a burning building or drowning. Urgent.

My summary of Psalm 107:19 is “I yelp; God helps.”

“In the Bible, crying out refers to speaking audibly with great emotion concerning an urgent need.”* I want to stop keeping such a stiff upper lip with God. I want to be on my face instead of merely on my knees. I want to literally cry out to God instead of praying internally with measured words. I want to yelp instead of whimper.

The Group 30 girls were teasing me about how I was going to tie a sweet and sour chicken recipe into my blog post for the week.  All I can say is that this recipe calls for chicken, not dog or cat!  (Bad joke, I know.  Please don’t flame me in the comments!)

Sweet and Sour Chicken (taken from The Potluck Club, Book 1 by Linda Evans Shepherd and Eva Marie Everson)

6 tbsp olive oil
6 tbsp soy sauce
6 tbsp honey
3 tbsp white vinegar
1 and 1/2 tsp dried thyme (I omit)
1 and 1/2 tsp paprika
1/2 tsp cayenne pepper
1/2 tsp allspice
1 tsp pepper
4 skinless boneless chicken breasts
2 cups hot cooked white rice

Preheat oven to 375.  Combine all ingredients except chicken and rice in a shallow baking dish.  Pierce both sides of the chicken with a fork.  Turn several times in sauce mixture using tongs.  Bake for 30 minutes, basting several times with sauce.  Serve with the rice.  Can be lower carb by serving with steamed broccoli.



  1. I love this… I yelp, He helps. Thanks for sharing! Praying blessings over you as you continue on your journey to Stressed Less Living!

  2. I love your reference to crying out!! I have never put the two together, crying and yelping, and wow did that make a difference. I have a new grand baby and when she cries we all say “awwww, poor baby is tired ( hungry, etc). ” But when she yelps, we all come running!! Love the analogy. Thank you!

  3. Stella said:

    I LOVE your version of the verse! “I yelp; God helps!” Short, simple, and straight to the point. I am one of those people who needs to yelp more often.

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