I remember as a child how dreamy I was
How the world seemed so open and full of chances.
I remember how everything had a meaning; everything had a point and a purpose for existing.
I had one goal Ė NEVER GIVE UP!
They said I was weak and I admitted to it.
They didnít understand that for me, I understood there was certain strength in admitting my weakness.
So often lifeís little details get in the way of the bigger picture and before we know it, weíve begun thinking we are so strong. Accomplishments and achievements give us a false sense of strength and God is pushed back. After all, look what we accomplished on our own.
I listen to the bravado of those who boast of their strength and deny any weakness in their lives, and understand that this in itself is weakness. Weakness masked as pride. Pride refuses to acknowledge weakness.
I felt the rain today and watched it soak the dry desert. There was an awesome awareness that even the desert is weak without the magnificent hand of God.
Yes, I felt the rain and while the sun beamed through the showers the rainbow was a sign of Godís incredible power to bring light out of the storms of life.
I understand, even as the rain falls it has a purpose to bring strength to those who feel so weak. In the midst of storms there is a purpose. The rain can refresh and strengthen those who feel weak. The rain can capture and flood the desert dry souls and quench their thirst.
Iím weak, this I admit. I admit I need God, that I cannot make this journey alone.
As the temporary facets of life fade away, I find myself needing the breath of God. While those around me chase what will destroy them, I understand that itís only the grace of God that I do not follow hard after them. In my weakness I am strong because of Him.
There are those around me that see the rain as an intrusion. They harden their hearts against the simple breath that could bring them life. They canít see past the walls theyíve created for their temporary satisfaction. They resist letting go of the pride that keeps them bound in hurts and unforgiveness.
For those who happen to see me and declare my weakness, I proclaim you are right. You see, when I am on my knees; thatís where I find my strength.
Lord God Almighty, thank you for your strength. Thank you for your love and mercy. I ask you today to reach out to those around us that fear submitting to your love. Lord, the world has created an illusion that allowing you to be in control is a sign of failure and weakness. Help us to understand that your son died so that we may live, and that if we try to live without you, we truly are weak.
Lord I ask for strength today to stand amid the multitude and proclaim your love. Lord, help us to remember, even as we stand in the midst of the storm, that you are in control.
In Jesus Name, AMEN
I Corinthians 1: 27
But God hath chosen the foolish things of the world to confound the wise; and God hath chosen the weak things of the world to confound the things which are mighty
2 Corinthians 12:10
Therefore I take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.
Dara, I am so happy to find your writings on this website. You, too, are an amazing writer with a special gift from the Lord, and like your mother, your Spirit inspired words will bring hope and life to many. God bless!