I’ve never felt complete and total weakness more than in the last year.
And that’s only intensified in the last three weeks.
At times, that weakness has led to introspection, waterfalls of fear, running from everyone and everything, building walls, shutting down, depression, despair, and grasping for control.
At other times, that weakness has served as a beat up taxi into which I climb and let drive me to the throne of grace and into the arms of the Strong One whose sufficiency shines against the bleakness of my lack and covers me with blankets of mercy and security.
One of the things I’ve learned? Comfort in weakness is always found at Calvary.
May the following quotes lead you there.