I am weak. Daily my body fails me, my heart fails me; deceives me. I'm sick in mind and heart. Everything I am on my own is unimpressive.
I trudge through the day, un-energized, saddened, weak in heart. I don't bother to ask my Creator, my Savior, my Healer for help. To heal my body, to heal my mind, to heal my soul. I need Him, I thirst and LONG for Him, but I don't bother to ask. He who knit me together, who knows the details of my innermost being is capable of lifting me up and carrying me, yet I do not ask and He does not answer.
But grace abounds and His love surpasses ALL understanding. I slowly slump down and cry out in my weakness, but my protector, my all fills me up until I overflow in HIS strength, HIS power. And I declare that it is well with my soul! He is strength in my weakness, He is life in my death. He is healer over my sickness and my illness. Daily I fail Him, but daily He fills me and satisfies me. He is a fountain ever flowing. My Jesus is making me like Him - a new creation inside and out.
With wonders anew, He reveals Himself to me and teaches me of His undying love.
I owe it all because He paid it all.... and in Him alone, I surrender it all.
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