Sorry to disappoint, but I haven't been up for blogging this week. It is like I just don't have anything to offer, anything to give. I'm spent. I'm tired. I'm weary. I'm weak.
God keeps bringing this verse to mind - one of my favorites:
"'My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.' Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me." ~ 2 Cor. 12:9
So I guess if Paul could admit to weakness, so can I.
Because I'd much rather have God's power flowing through me than my own. His power is infinitely more than I could ever muster up anyway. On a good day, I could maybe combine all my powerful efforts to light just one bulb on a strand of Christmas lights...and God's power could more than light up strands of lights spanning the entire universe...just look at the stars.
Look up the word rest and weary in the Bible, and there are more than enough verses to give us encouragement. God never intended us to do life on our own, to wear down our limited bodies to the point of utter exhaustion.
He tells us to come to him....
And that is what I need so much this week. I'm not all that concerned about Thanksgiving (well, except about a plateful of my mom's dressing)...I just want some time off to relax...to take a deep breath...to slow down my life.
I wish I would finally learn that life lesson about the art of slowing. I call it an art because it is not something easily mastered. It is like a unique talent that requires much practice.
And practice is what I intend to do over the next 5 weeks. Take life slowly, in stride, in no hurry.
That is my Christmas gift to myself.
So, here's to boasting about weakness and slowing...so unconventionial in our busy society, but so very much needed.
Dearly loved, slow and weak,