WEAKNESS
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"My grace is enough; it’s all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness."
Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ’s strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become.
2 Corinthians 12:9-10 The Message
I am adjusting ...
To the catch in my heart when I forget for the moment that Tom is no longer with me,
and I want to call him to say goodnight;
think, "I should tell Tom about this movie;"
or go to ask him if he'd rather listen to the jazz station.
I am getting used to ...
Feeling perpetually sad,
and always tired and foggy-minded,
In other words being okay about not being okay.
And I have accepted that I am weak, that I have no control over what has happened to me and what I must do.
You see, I have always prided myself on being a strong, competent, intelligent woman (and the Holy Spirit whispers, there's that word -- pride), but I'm not at all any of those things right now. "Widow's brain" or "grief brain" has robbed me of the ability to focus and keep my thoughts organized. I aimlessly wander from room to room. I constantly misplace and loose things. I now check the freezer first thing in case I've put the missing object in the freezer, again. And it's robbed me of the confidence that I can handle all of this.
But 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 reassures me that I don't have to be strong, that Christ's grace is enough. It's okay to be weak, because when I surrender my helplessness to him, Christ's strength takes over. His strength strengthens me.
To the catch in my heart when I forget for the moment that Tom is no longer with me,
and I want to call him to say goodnight;
think, "I should tell Tom about this movie;"
or go to ask him if he'd rather listen to the jazz station.
I am getting used to ...
Feeling perpetually sad,
and always tired and foggy-minded,
In other words being okay about not being okay.
And I have accepted that I am weak, that I have no control over what has happened to me and what I must do.
You see, I have always prided myself on being a strong, competent, intelligent woman (and the Holy Spirit whispers, there's that word -- pride), but I'm not at all any of those things right now. "Widow's brain" or "grief brain" has robbed me of the ability to focus and keep my thoughts organized. I aimlessly wander from room to room. I constantly misplace and loose things. I now check the freezer first thing in case I've put the missing object in the freezer, again. And it's robbed me of the confidence that I can handle all of this.
But 2 Corinthians 12:9-10 reassures me that I don't have to be strong, that Christ's grace is enough. It's okay to be weak, because when I surrender my helplessness to him, Christ's strength takes over. His strength strengthens me.
I am weak but thou art strong;
Jesus keep me from all wrong;
I'll be satisfied as long
as I weak, let me walk close to thee.
Through this world of toils and snares,
if I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but thee, dear Lord, none but thee.
Just a closer walk with thee,
grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
daily walking close to thee;
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.
"Just a Closer Walk with Thee"
Jesus keep me from all wrong;
I'll be satisfied as long
as I weak, let me walk close to thee.
Through this world of toils and snares,
if I falter, Lord, who cares?
Who with me my burden shares?
None but thee, dear Lord, none but thee.
Just a closer walk with thee,
grant it, Jesus, is my plea,
daily walking close to thee;
Let it be, dear Lord, let it be.
"Just a Closer Walk with Thee"
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