But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness…” 2 Corinthians 12:9a
There is nothing I like about weakness, and I loathe the inabilities that have come with age. My fingers sometimes ache when I play my guitar and my voice takes time out for lunch while I am trying to finish a song. There is so much that needs to be done which requires, more strength, endurance and intelligence than I possess – and Yet God inexplicably delights in those moments. When I am no longer capable of once very ordinary things, God’s grace that lay dormant in my younger more capable days, becomes active.
I hate sitting and only listening when I feel I should speak. It is frustrating to spend nights tossing and turning over struggles which should be old hat by now and-Yet God- has promised that even when I can no longer trust myself, I can trust that He will give me grace. His grace is enough in every need. His grace is enough when I cannot understand. His grace is enough when my plans tangle like threads which His fingers alone can unknot and weave into a beautiful tapestry. His grace is enough when I cannot sing a note to give me song in the night. Oh yes – I do not love my weakness – and Yet God- has promised that in my weakness His power and strength will be made perfect, His grace will carry us through, and He will get all the glory and praise!
2 Corinthians 12:9b Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.
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Back in 2006 I sang at the funeral of my 45-year-old sister-in-law which was recorded on video for her husband. Granted he and most of the crowd, including my wife, could not hear anything ‘wrong’ with the music, but hearing my screeches on the high notes immediately convinced me that the Lord was done with me ever singing special music again.
Sadly, at a friend’s more timely funeral back in Lex in 2019, the song leader was in worse shape than me, but seemed oblivious to how far off key his voice was. Some dear friend of his noted it to him and he graciously acknowledged that he could not hear his own voice as well as he could before he was 82! 😄
Like John Wayne said, “Growing old ain’t for sissies.”
Oh C. A remember that all the voices in heaven are perfect yet I believe God takes special delight in our screeches and less than perfect notes here.
I’m guessing that’s why the Bible says, “Make a joyful NOISE! 🥴
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Oh yes Pete, his grace is a tapestry through the messy threads we’ve tried to piece togehter – turning it into a true work of art!
Amen Sheila. Only He can untangle things and makes them beautiful!