Healing. We all need it.
Weaknesses. We all have them.
Fears. We all want to hide them.
The past few weeks, my brokenness, weaknesses, and fears have been exposed. I’ve struggled with physical, emotional, and spiritual pain that has led me to see my need for strength greater than my own once again. That’s led me back to the foot of the cross again.
None of us like to feel like we are not in control. That we don’t know what we’re doing. That we don’t feel good at the tasks we’ve been given. Feeling confused leads me to feeling weak. Like I should know better, should be stronger, should be…perfect…all the time…
What a lie. God has been so gracious to reveal my weaknesses to me these past few weeks. The delusion that I can live any day dependent on anything besides his strength, love, and power has led me to be so mad at myself when I feel weak. When in reality, recognizing my weakness should make me rejoice.
The delusional assessment of independent strength locks you out of the place where true strength is found.
The hopelessness of weakness is the only door to the hope of real strength.
Real strength. That’s what I want. Not this strength that rests in my own abilities or my body or my skills. Strength that’s not dependent on how I feel on any given day. I crave consistent strength, consistent love, consistent joy. And the only source that is so dependable and will never fail me is Jesus and His love.
I am going to walk in the freedom that Christ has set me free from needing to hide my weaknesses. It’s okay to be weak. It’s okay to be afraid. To be unsure. To be lonely. To be confused. These are all entry-points for Christ’s powerful, unchanging love to overcome and claim victory.
But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. ~2 Corinthians 12:9