For my yoke is easy and my burden is light. Matthew 11:30
I’m not strong enough. I’m not. Being the independent girl that I am, I’m always trying to do it on my own. It seems like a cycle of trying to be strong. It’s who I’ve always felt I had to be. Somewhere along the way, I learned this was a requirement of life. Strength is a necessity for survival.
But I’m not strong. Oh I have the facade down pat but that’s all it is. I have a very tender heart. It’s battered and bruised by the smallest slight. My immune system, I think it’s non-existent. And failure. That list is atrocious.
And the thing is, God keeps bringing me back full circle because this is a lesson I need repeated again and again.
I don’t have to be strong enough. Neither do you. God’s strong enough so we don’t have to be.
Broken by the world’s standards means we are whole in God’s eyes. His measuring stick is so much better than ours. Because when we are broken, we look up, we give it up, and we seek Him.
He pursues us. Whispers. Coddles. Holds. Pushes. Prods.
We’ve got to give it up. This idea of our own strength. When we rely on our human selves we are denying His perfect love from hiding us in the cleft of the rock and healing us.
The defiant toddler stomp doesn’t belong in our walk with Christ but like the perfect parent He is, He waits patiently and asks, “Are you done now?” When we’ve let it all out, He gently takes us by the hand and leads us home.
Don’t wait until you are exhausted to run into His arms. He wants you now. Cracked, brittle, bruised, and crushed. Let Him be strong enough, so you don’t have to be.
Lord, right now I’m asking you to be, strong enough. I’m not strong enough! Hands of mercy, won’t you cover me?
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