April 24, 2018
Another dreary day in the Lou. The trees are budding and tulips are finally dancing around the borders of my house, but the gray skies that revive the roots can leave my motivation levels low. And as I lay in bed this morning, praying through the day ahead, asking for the steam to make it through, I heard my faithful husband singing from the shower, “Those who hope in the Lord will renew their strength, they will run and not grow weary, they will walk and not be faint. Like a flight upon the eagles wings, He will give the weary strength.” (Beautiful song by Ellie Holcomb – look it up if you don’t know it!)
Anyway, that reminder from Isaiah (and Nate) this morning was such an encouragement for my weary soul. If I hope in my own capacity to push forward, my own capacity to find joy in the dreariness, my own capacity to sing when there isn’t a song in my heart, I will surely remain flightless. BUT, when my hope is in the Lord, whose strength is made perfect in my weakness, His strength surges through the veins of my weariness and provides all the inner resources I need to persevere with joy. Oh, what a wonderful truth!
Oh Strong Father, give me hope in you this morning. Help me to remember that my weakness isn’t sinful, but merely a reflection of my humanity and a constant reminder of my need for You. Thank you for your grace that faithfully pursues my weak and weary heart, and gives strength and joy to persevere.