Sometimes we get hit to the ground….the air has been sucked from us and the strength to get back up is no where to be found. Gasping, you hold on to whatever faint breath you can inhale. It’s those moments when you feel the weakest, you discover you are really the strongest.
Sometimes we need moments to calibrate. To focus. To breathe.
To go back to the truth.
“My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness.” So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me. That’s why I take pleasure in my weaknesses, and in the insults, hardships, persecutions, and troubles that I suffer for Christ. For when I am weak, then I am strong.