Excuse me while I take a short intermission from my typical farm-girl-in-the-city reflections and semi-embrassing short stories!
Two of my great aunts passed away this week, one from each side of my family. Their passing contributed, in part, to what felt like an especially grounded weekend–grounded in a gritty, earthy, even laborious sort of way.
I have a favorite devotional that I read on a consistently inconsistent basis. Every now and then I think, oh, I should read that. This has been my pattern for a number of years now. Yesterday happened to be one of those now-and-thens. The entry of the day spoke into the heavy emotions of the weekend:
Grow strong in your weakness.
Some of My children I’ve gifted with abundant strength and stamina. Others, like you, have received the humble gift of frailty. Your fragility is not a punishment, nor does it indicate lack of faith. On the contrary, weak ones like you must live by faith, depending on Me to get you through the day. I am developing your ability to trust Me, to lean on Me, rather than on your understanding. Your natural preference is to plan out your day, knowing what will happen when. My preference is for you to depend on Me continually, trusting Me to guide you and strengthen you as needed. This is how you grow strong in your weakness.
Sarah Young, Jesus Calling
I don’t know what faith/religion/spirituality you identify with, if any. However, I would like to believe that there is some sort of universal truth, or at least universal intrigue, in this notion that our weakness can be somehow turned into our strength.
(This reminds me of Malcolm Gladwell’s book, David and Goliath, which my brother has recommended highly and is on the top of my ‘to read’ list.)
Whatever is grounding you this week, I hope that it is exactly what you need. I hope it broadens your perspective. I hope your increased vision, in turn, nurtures a deep, rich gratitude for the complex, fragile journey that life is.
I hope your grounded-ness draws you ever-so-slightly inward. I hope it encourages you to stop and reflect, for just a second, as my weekend encouraged me.
I hope you discover in those gritty moments the necessity of trusting yourself, of trusting those around you, of trusting in the value of your own journey, that it is and will continue to naturally and beautifully unfold.
I hope your grounded-ness becomes a springboard for the amazing adventures to come in the week ahead.
I hope you can find strength in your weakness.