When I was a student in school, I struggled. Especially in English. I could not spell, I had a hard time memorizing vocabulary words, and writing was almost an impossible task. I stayed back in third grade because of poor test scores on my reading competency test. Now today, this very moment, all I want to do is write. I thank God every day for spell check. I cannot even tell you how many words I have misspelled already, but I am confident that spell check will help me correct every misspelled word before you ever set eyes on what I am writing today. If only they had that in third grade!
I am amazed that the very thing that I dreaded doing every day in my childhood at school would wind up being the only thing that I wanted to escape to at night. I would write for hours in my journal when I was a child. Sure, everything was misspelled, and some words were used out of context, but Mrs. Buddenhagen (my third grade teacher TWICE), was not there with her red pen correcting my journal. So I wrote with reckless abandonment. I spilled out my heart and soul on every page. I found myself on the pages of my journal as a child. In school I felt lost, but at home, on the pages of my journal I found purpose. I knew that I may have been at the bottom of the pile in school, but in my journal I was on top of the tallest mountain! I found strength in my weakness by God's amazing grace. I felt a passion burn inside of me. I was driven every chance I had to write.... write.... and write some more. I still feel that way now. Isn't it amazing that the very thing that I was weakest in wound up being the very thing I am most passionate about in my life. In my weakness His strength reached deep inside of me and pulled me up. By His grace He stood me up straight and made me realize I can really do ALL things through Christ who is my strength. There is strength in weakness.
"Each time he said, "My grace is all you need. My power works best in weakness." So now I am glad to boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ can work through me."
2 Corinthians 12:9
Wednesday, February 9, 2011
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This is my life verse! Oh to think that our God defends the weak is just INCREDIBLE to me. The peace that overwhelms everything. I've been to so so many specialists.. doctors.. two surgeons.. and they can't figure the injury to my arm out. And to know that God cares about my arm? He understands? His peace is incredible.... There is strength in weakness. When my physical body is the weakest, my heart is the strongest...
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