Little serious today, sorry gang. David Crowder has a song called "You're Everything". Here's just a few verses:
If I could just feel You're touch Could I be free?
Why do You shine so? Can a blind man see?
Why do You call? Do You beckon me?
Can the dear hear the voice of love?
Would You have me come?Can the cripple run?
Are You the one?...
Heal my limbs
Then joyfully I'll run to You
This morning, writing in my prayer journal, here's what I wrote:
I need a sabbatical.
I need a break.
I cannot finish this book.
I cannot finish out this contract.
I'm too burdened, Lord. It's too much.
Do you notice a recurring theme? Me, me, me, me, me...
In recent years, I have been blind from multiple sclerosis. I have been unable to walk well and had to be driven, had to have nannies help me with the daily activities to be a mother. Here's the thing. God did
heal the blind. God did
heal my limbs. It's not like this healing happened to someone else! And yet, here I am in a complete lack of faith that He is sufficient. That I'm doing any of this on my own power, anyway!
He doesn't promise me a best-seller. He doesn't expect perfection. Only obedience, that's all we can do. But dang, we're a hard-headed lot. But I can run to him -- joyfully.
"My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness."
2 Corinthians 12:9