Thursday, May 19,
2022
HIS STRENGTH IN MY WEAKNESS
2 Cor 12:8-10
8 For this thing
I besought the Lord thrice, that it might depart from me.
9 And he said
unto me, My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in
weakness. Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my infirmities, that the
power of Christ may rest upon me.
10 Therefore I
take pleasure in infirmities, in reproaches, in necessities, in persecutions,
in distresses for Christ's sake: for when I am weak, then am I strong.
Eph 6:10-11
10 Finally, my
brethren, be strong in the Lord, and in the power of his might.
11 Put on the
whole armour of God, that ye may be able to stand against the wiles of the
devil.
Self-revelatory essays can dangerously
lay bare things that should perhaps remain covered. Paul revealed his weakness
due to some vague “thorn in the flesh.” Scholars and other thinkers have opined
various causes of his woes from conjunctivitis to having been abandoned by an
unsympathetic wife. Whatever its form, Paul keenly felt his weakness and prayed
for its removal. God said no!
For those familiar with the study
of personality types, sixty percent of my personality makeup is melancholy. We are inclined to reflect and are often
quiet while others engage in loud conversation. We often express love with
actions rather than words probably because our words are sometimes
misunderstood. We are analytical and are predisposed to seeking a deeper
meaning. We love art and music and are given to mood swings. We often sense and
feel what others miss.
In the early years of my ministry,
I wrote a poem I offer it to those who may be having emotional storms today.
Why Am I Thus?
Thoughts afield
and swirling 'round
Heart in pain and
soul cast down
All my music a
mournful sound.
Why am I thus?
Why am I thus?
Prayers unoffered
and prayers unanswered
Unseen angels and
unseen danger
All my efforts
done in anger.
Why am I thus?
Why am I thus?
Speaking of hope
with none of my own
Reaping no
harvest from seed I have sown
No one to blame
for the blame is my own.
Why am I thus?
Why am I thus?
Beauty and joy
all around I see
but none of it
seems to belong to me
Oh, God, I make
my appeal to Thee.
Why am I thus?
Why am I thus?
Come heavy laden
and weary worn
With plans undone
and hearts sore torn
My strength in
weakness is the cause of your thorn.
Come to me thus!
Come to me thus!
Most gladly,
therefore will I rejoice
Though I listen
hard to hear Thy voice
Through sorrow
and tears I'll make Thee my choice.
I come to Thee
thus!
I come to Thee
thus!
Written by Ron
Abbott
Dear Lord, be very personally available to the lonely today. Be the
sufficient supply for their need. AMEN
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