There’s something weird that happens in people’s minds when
they hear the word “missionary” or start thinking of someone who God has called
to do some crazy big things – for some reason, they start thinking that that
person is more special or perfect than everyone else. The only reason I say
that is because that’s how I used to see people like that, and I knew many of
my friends felt the same way. But you need to realize that (at least on my
part) I’m not perfect or special - and I think most missionaries would tell you
the same thing. We don’t wake up on a daily basis feeling like a
super-Christian, and we definitely don’t always get things right. We hurt
people, we fail God, we get totally mixed up, and we have to repent. And, do
you know what else? We don’t have all the answers. Actually, if we’re gonna be
honest, most of the time I feel like I don’t have any answers!! But all of this
to say – I’m not a perfect person (which you all already knew!).
This week, however, I was extremely aware of my human
imperfection. I was humbled by my failures and my inability to do what God
called me to. I experienced a more immense need for God than I think I’ve ever
experienced before. There were times I would literally just sit before God and
all I could say was, “God I NEED You!”
This week I was weak. Extremely weak.
But this weekend! This weekend I am strong. Why such a quick
turnaround? Out of my weakness, God has shown me His strength in me. The Spirit
has really been speaking to me and those around me over the weekend – there’s
absolutely no way I can share it all, but here’s a tiny bit:
“I write to you, young
people, because you are strong, and the Word of God lives in you, and you have
overcome the evil one.”
-1 John 2:14b
God has given me the power to overcome the evil one! How
mind-blowing is that?! So, after reading this (and many other powerful verses),
God wanted me to realize that I could put that knowledge into practice. In the
church service on Sunday, Mommy told us to do what we want to the devil. We
were taking the offensive against Satan instead of just defending ourselves.
Suddenly I realized the power in me through the Spirit. I knew with certainty
that because the Spirit was in me, I had the power to rebuke Satan from what he
was doing. It was incredible. To go from my weakness to His power. Word.
So, in an attempt to keep my blogs a bit shorter (which didn’t
really work all that well here), I’m gonna sign off. But realize that the power
I experienced this weekend isn’t just for Emily Holliday. It’s not just for crazy
people who run off to Africa for the Kingdom. It’s for weak and broken people
who are willing (not capable) to
follow Him.
“For when I am weak,
then I am strong.”
-2 Corinthians 12:10
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