When I Am Weak...

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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