Sometimes we forget what God’s done and how good He is. When life hands you lemons, you don’t always turn that sourpuss frown upside down and make lemonade. We get angry, and say why me. We sulk and wallow in the dark abyss of depression, and when we get bored of that, then God becomes important to us again. We start back studying, refocus our attention on what’s important then forget all about yesterday when things didn’t go our way. Life becomes perfect again.
It’s easy to focus on God when life is good, when there aren’t any trials. But what about the times when it seems that everything you touch turns to dirt, when nothing ever goes right, when you lose what you loved the most? Can you trust the very one that promised to protect you even when it feels like He’s turned His face from you?
This makes me think about Paul and his plight. Paul, once he was saved, suffered pure Hell. 2 Corinthians 12:7 And lest I should be exalted above measure through the abundance of the revelations, there was given to me a thorn in the flesh, the messenger of Satan to buffet me, lest I should be exalted above measure. He dealt with so much suffering all in the name of God. Right there, scripture tells us that one of Satan’s sneaky little imps made it his life’s goal to attack Paul on every side, in every thing. The poor man couldn’t get ahead. He begged God to relieve him of his thorn on three different occasions. I know he wasn’t a perfect man, he made a whole lot of mistakes, but come on now? No one should have to go through that much, right? Right? God answered Paul’s request in saying, “My grace is sufficient for thee: for my strength is made perfect in weakness.”
His strength is made perfect in MY weakness. His strength is made perfect in YOUR weakness. His strength is made perfect in OUR weakness. <<< we gotta make this thang personal
God’s strength is at it’s peak when we are at our weakest point. When life’s burdens are weighing your shoulders down and began pushing you to your knees, God shows up and shows out. Think about it, as long as your hands are in the way trying to fix the problem, there’s no room for His. He’ll step back and watch the loves of His life struggle until we get so tired and frustrated that we look up, tear stained cheeks, and say, “God, I need your help.” And guess what? He’ll listen. You are THAT important to Him.