“He gives strength to the weary and increases the power of the weak.” – Isaiah 40:29-31
Weekly, if not daily, people continue to tell me how strong and courageous I am. I normally smile and nod but the truth is – I once had trouble believing.
For a couple of years, my overall strength waned. More times than I care to admit, I secretly would tell myself that I was not strong and I was not courageous no matter what I was told. I felt my physical and mental state proved it. There were mornings I couldn’t walk two feet, days where I cried and sulked in my tears and moments where I felt like my entire world was over.
That attitude caused me to reject every encouraging word I received. It caused me to think, “If I was so strong then why can’t I or why am I.” It was a battle I faced for many years until one day I began to pray.
“Lord, help me to believe. I don’t see the strength they see. I don’t feel strong. I feel frail and fearful. I need you.”
As a result, God blessed me with three things:
Strength – In Psalms 73:26, it reads, my flesh and my heart may fail, but God is the strength of my heart and my portion forever. God strengthened me as I could not strengthen myself. He gave me the perseverance, reinforced my endurance and continues to make me stronger. Through him I am strong.
Peace – In John 14:27, it reads, Peace I leave with you; my peace I give you. I do not give to you as the world gives. Do not let your hearts be troubled and do not be afraid. He gave me peace. The peace I needed to withstand the storm. No matter what the doctors said, I found myself at peace. My mental wasn’t as disturbed as it once was and I was finally able to pray and not worry.
Community – God assembled my village. He reassured me that I could accept the encouragement from family and friends. This included – A husband that would perform countless physical and emotional acts. A father who would uplift me when I couldn’t uplift myself. A mother and a grandmother who would pray with and for me. A brother and a sister who would encourage me on a daily basis. A best friend/brother that would pour spiritual life into me. Two beautiful cousins that would physically support me when I couldn’t physically do for myself. This was my village and this village played a part in my strength.
Over the years my attitude changed. I now felt like I could conquer the world. It wasn’t over for me.
I don’t know what you’re going through. Maybe you’re still waiting for him to bless you with the strength to fight your own personal obstacle(s). Perhaps you’re where I was years ago – struggling and needing God to strengthen you. Whatever it is just know that the trials and tribulations are only temporary. He will provide you with whatever it is you need to get through. Try not to give up! He loves you and he cares.
Teresa Adams, Health & Awareness Blogger