Menu Plan Monday

I have decided to just post our weekly Dinners from now on, since Breakfast, Lunch, and Snacks are the same much of the time.

Meals for May 28 – June 3

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I am not strong.

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As the Lord spoke to me this morning from 2 different passages of His Word, and was delivering this message right into my heart, I grabbed a hold of what He had to say and what His offer is for my current heart condition and current life circumstances.

I’ll start with the Eternal Word that changes lives and hearts:

The LORD reigns; He is robed in majesty; the LORD is robed;

He has put on strength as His belt.

Mightier than the thunders of many waters,
mightier than the waves of the sea, the LORD on high is mighty!

Psalm 93:1, 4


Paul’s pray for the church in Colossae:
“May you be strengthened with all power, according to His glorious might, for all endurance and patience with joy, giving thanks to the Father…”

Colossians 1:11-12

I daily face challenges where I say, “I can’t do this,” “I can’t handle this,” or “I don’t want to do this.” I am not currently experiencing a tragedy. I am not being persecuted for naming the Name of Christ. No, I am a wife and a mommy who daily (sometimes moment by moment) struggles to give to Jesus what is rightfully His: my life.

Psalm 93 and Colossians 1 spoke right into that.

I am not strong. I realize this more and more as I age, as I grow more in Christ, as I continue on in marriage, as I raise my children, manage my house, finances, ministry joys and burdens. For as long as I have been a follower of Christ, I have been slightly bewildered by the verse, “When I am weak, then I am made strong.” Although, theoretically I understood the meaning for all these years, I didn’t really understand what that practically would look like, having never been aware of my weakness. But I have recently realized that it is one of those verses that is made clear through experience. I am weak, fragile, without strength, stamina, endurance or ability. I am not “mom enough,” wife enough, mommy enough, housekeeper enough, pastor’s wife enough, friend enough, or Godly enough. And I never will be. Through minor sufferings (though nothing like some people are going through at this very moment or what I may go through in the future), I have become acquainted most personally with the understanding of what being made strong through weakness means.

It means that CHRIST is our strength. We are weak, He is strong. Compare and contrast me to Him and He comes out the clear winner and victor every time. So today, when I read passages like Psalm 93, whereas I formerly would retort, “Of course, God is strong,” I now rejoice and exult, take refuge in and shelter myself in the truth that He has girded Himself with strength and I ONLY need to be in Him to receive the strength I need. Our God is indeed strong, and it is never seen clearer as when we are weak.

So, Colossians 1’s prayer is given weight.

“That I may be strengthened” (by One robed in majesty)
“According to His glorious might” (the One who has put on strength as His belt)
“For” (in order that I might receive something… namely…)
“Endurance, Patience, Joy, Thanksgiving” (to the One who has endured, was patient in affliction, joyful in suffering… thankful to the One mightier than the thunders of many waters, mightier than the waves of the sea.)

As I walk through various trials, as I pray fervently for friends aching and going through great hardships and sufferings, heavier than they can themselves bear, as I am engulfed by many waters and mighty waves of the sea, may I look up. Look up to the One on high, who is girded with strength and who is mightier than the waters and the waves. Of the Pacific ocean and of my daily struggles and sufferings.

“He is stronger, He is stronger, Sin is broken, He has saved me.” And He will strengthen because He alone has sufficient and unwavering, sustainable and supreme strength.