When we feel able and capable, it is all too easy to think we can handle whatever comes our way.
We neglect to depend on God. We act like we can manage alone.
Sometimes He literally has to throw us to our knees to reveal our neediness.
Lately, my M.E symptoms have magnified and been accompanied by a persistent viral infection.
All of which has shown me how frail I can be and how much I lean on the Lord for strength each day.
There is great Hope in our helplessness.
There is reason to rejoice when we allow God to be strong and mighty on our behalf.
I sink grateful before Him, knowing all inspiration and ability to write, all energy and strength, all ability to live and love are God-given gifts.
He encourages us to abide in Him, rest in His loving provision, be upheld by His word and comforted by His Presence.
“Not by might, nor by power, but by my spirit,” says the Lord ~ Zechariah 4:6
‘Mighty’
Mighty oaks spring forth from tiny acorns
and each lake begins with a few drops
A swelling tide seethes from sprinkles
and you so easily forget such humble origins
or how My power is made perfect in weakness
as you despise your humanity, frailty
My hand will lift you out
of any quaking pit of fear
My arm will reach down
and hold you ever near
Standing strong in My strength alone
you are warrior-brave, courageous,
full of valour, confident, bold
Allow Me access to all vulnerable places
give Me the key to your heart
I see its quavering mustard-seed faith
and how it needs My power
to grow resilient,
unwavering ~ in every part
Let go your worries, anxieties, cares
and rest in My mighty cover of Love
shelter of protective prayer
equipping of grace from above
I will be strong in all the weak spaces
invading long-devastated places
to make you mighty ~ and to set you free
©JoyLenton2014
“The Lord your God is with you, he is mighty to save. He will take great delight in you, he will quiet you with his love, he will rejoice over you with singing” ~ Zephaniah 3:17
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