Today I feel weak. Tired and stuffed-up and not at my physical best by any means. And the truth for the day is that you give power to the weak. The sinking feeling of irony when I read the verse this morning is being replaced with evidence of truth over and over as you give me power in my weakness today.
I praise you, Father, for being extreme. You don't use half-hearted words, make whimsical claims, or empty promises. You don't just give me a little boost, or the bare minimum to make it through the day. You give power. To me. Thank you for being the source of the power that motivates, energizes, and courses through my body, mind, and soul.
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