I spoke at a retreat on the weekend. It’s been a while since I spoke 3 times in a row. When I arrived home on Sunday evening, tiredness pressed into my bones. I felt the weight of household duties rise to meet me as I trudged through the front door.
When my body’s fatigued, my mind doesn’t function as well as it should. Even reading a book takes more concentration than I can muster. At times like this when physical weakness overtakes me, I’m keenly aware that I’m a fragile human being.
Jesus-followers often use the phrase “strong in the Lord.” We are encouraged to depend on the Lord for our strength. I was conscious of the Holy Spirit ministering through me to the women at the retreat. I didn’t feel tired at all, though I had little sleep. I guess you could say I was strong in the Lord.
Today I’d describe myself as “weak in the Lord;” and I’m finding it a pleasant place to be. This weak phase reminds me how fragile my body and mind are and how dependant on Him I really am. I’m not self-sufficient, far from it. Feeling my humanity is good for me.
Today I crawl up under God’s wing. He lowers it over me. I snuggle into Him, rest my head on His strong breast. Tomorrow I might wake up ready to take on the world again but for today, I need to handle myself with care and gain my strength from Him because I am, after all, only human.
“Keep me as the apple of your eye; hide me under the shadow of your wing.” Psalm 17:8
“. . . we are weak in Him yet by God’s power we shall live. . . ” 2 Corinthians 13:4