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12:9 And He said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for My
strength is made perfect in weakness." Therefore most gladly I will rather
boast in my infirmities, that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
verse has many responses in the Christian world.
does that mean? Strength made
perfect in weakness? Boasting in
what? No way, not me! I’m supposed to be strong. After all, I’m the man of the
house. I’ll get through this my way.
have time for this. Besides, the Lord will provide. Look what I do for Him.
man. He must have done something just horrible to deserve what he goes through
everyday. I’m so glad I don’t have to face what he does. But doesn’t he handle
it well? The Lord will bless him, I’m sure.
sure you can come up with more if you think about it for a few minutes. It’s amazing. I’ve noticed that if I’m not
outright defying God, I’ve caught myself throwing Him at people. I do notice
one common denominator in the scenarios above though. Do you see it? I’ll give
you a hint. It involves the letter “I”.
the almighty “I” shoves its way into the place of priority in my life, nothing
can compete. Nothing.Selfishness is a very
powerful thing. It hardens and blinds me to all others’ needs, desires, and
goals. Instead of a spirit of service and obedience, I’m consumed with my own
wants. I can justify my actions through the Scriptures but in the end, there is
One who knows the truth.
There is one more response to the verse above.
Have you heard it?
I wake up to the alarm clock, one more
sunrise, and say, “No way, Lord. Not again. I don’t have it in me to do this
anymore.” 2 Corinthians 12:9 rings in my
to realize that being weak is not such a terrible thing. I pray and the power
begins to seep into my bones. The fatigue vibrates in my toes but soon it is
replaced by energy from my soul. Christ works a miracle!
Oh, I repeat this prayer daily but
God is faithful. He answers it, lifts me up, and rests His power upon me to see
me through the day. I love the Lord with all my heart
and am so thankful for all He does for me. I am not ashamed to admit that I am
a weak Christian. I need the power and strength of Christ to get through each
day. Praise God, He gives it to me!
you ever thought that there is absolutely no way that you can do it? You wake
up to the alarm clock, one more sunrise, and say, “No way, Lord. Not again. I
don’t have it in me to do this anymore.”
Falling Rock: A Short Story Once upon a time, in a small Indian
village, a brave warrior called Falling Rock fell in love with the chief’s daughter. She returned
his love and they went before the chief to ask for permission to wed. “You
say you love my daughter. Is this true?” The old chief looked to his youngest
daughter, the most beautiful of his children. “Yes,
Father. He loves me and I love him. Please let us marry.” Her small hands
grasped his gnarly ones and he narrowed his beady eyes at the warrior. “What
do you have to offer for this union, young warrior?” He
watched as the bravery seemed to seep out of the man at his question. “I
have nothing, my chief. I do not own any animals or fancy cloth. I can offer my
service and my loyal protection.” His black eyes met the daughter’s. “To you
and yours for the rest of my days.” “I
have that already, my man. I wish you to complete me a task. If you are
successful, you will have permission to marry my daughter. Do you agree?” The
stage… Raving Lunacy I search
every hidden realm in the computer for my lost words.I dig into the recycle bin, the hard drives,
the documents and picture files looking for the elusive data.No bits or bytes are to be found.Strands of hair fall by my chair and unkind
words caress the ceiling.My husband
listens to the moans and groans for a little while then asks the one question
I do not want to hear.
"Did you save
DID I SAVE THEM?Of course, I saved them!I always
save them!What kind of an airheaded
writer does NOT save their work?Do I
look like an airheaded writer?NO!Of course not, that is because I SAVE MY
WORK!(I did say raving lu…