September 12, 2017
Strength in My Weakness
2 Corinthians 12:9 And he said unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the power of Christ rest upon me.
Each year on the first day of January, we tend to look back and reflect on the year we just ended. Some have yearly marks they like to celebrate of overcoming and reflect on that year. Just last week I celebrated one of those marks. As I stood upon that mountain top and staked my one year flag of recovery from my hysterectomy into the dirt, I looked back at how the path spoke volume of my pilgrimage. I could see where I started off strong, but my weakness quickly took over my journey. Throughout my traveling on this recovery road, there was evidence of only one set of footprints, because God had to carry me through some rough patches. There were deep impressions of drag marks where I had felt reluctant to move on. Along my path were fire pits, because I had camped out in those spots, when the road ahead seemed to hard to travel. Patches of beautiful gardens bloomed as I travel in the result of my faith growing. Unfortunately there were lone fruit trees with flies swarming around rotten fruits, resulting in my bad attitude along my journey. As I stood on top of my one year mountain and looked over these evidence of my rough recovery, I paused and ask God to forgive me for my failure and allowing my weakness to overcome me. God graciously reminded me of His love and that in my weakness, His strength shined through. I was reminded that I did not travel that road alone, He was by my side and carried me the whole way through. At those campsites He gave me rest, (Psalm 23:2). The beautiful gardens were a result of my faith and the moments I was quite and could hear God leading me, (Psalm 23:3, Psalm 46:10). The drag marks and rotten fruit that was behind me now, is truth that God’s strength sustained me and carried me through. Often times we look for God only when the flowers are blooming and the birds are singing, but the truth is God is the same God on the mountain top as He was in the valley. No matter where we are on this journey, God is always with us and seeing us through to the next journey, (Psalm 139).
Lord, there was a sense of peace that washed over me when I hit my one year mark on my recovery. It was a sense of thankfulness that the year was behind and the journey ahead was only going to get better. I am grateful that You, Lord never gave up on me and kept me hidden under Your mighty wings. Lord may I never forget that You are always an arm reach, an ear length and love given away to me at all times, in Jesus name I pray, Amen.
September 12, 2017