“I feel like I’ve become a weak person, like I’ve lost all my strength.” And the other… “I’m sorry Jon,” he said, “I’m a very weak person.”
They both relayed these things with looks of fear and disappointment on their faces, as if being weak was something to be frightened of. In their defense, I completely understand why.
But I’m not sure if this is the end all, be all, of the situation. Only the strong survive is something the world teaches, but all of us experience weakness, so this can’t be true. On the other hand, I refuse to believe that we are all ultimately weak creatures and there is nothing we can do about it. There is something deeper going on here.
We may be weak, and let’s face it, most often times, we are. But it is in times of weakness when we have the greatest chance to exercise our strength. Strength is not the absence of weakness, true strength is recognizing your weakness, your inability, your inefficiency, and choosing to move forward still, leaning on the strength of the Lord. It’s not by our own power, but by His. Jesus had his cross, a terrible burden to bear. We all have things to carry as well, and most of the time we are too weak to do it, our cross, our burden is too heavy for us. But Isaiah 41:10 has the promise from the Lord, “I will strengthen you and help you.” He is our strength in times of weakness. Weakness is nothing to be afraid of; on the contrary, weakness should be celebrated, for when we allow ourselves to be weak, we open up the doors for the Lord to show Himself mightily on our behalf, because we know that when we emerge from the fire, the only reason we were not burned was because of his power and glory.