This morning I sat on my sofa feeling good about myself. I mean, really good… That kind of good that has you sitting back, oblivious to all that is around you just grinning, head thrown back, eyes closed… And actually even now as I’m writing this, I’m still carrying this inane grin.
I guess someone, somewhere might be interested to know why?
Because I cracked it. Yup. I cracked the secret to all my problems. One minute I had been sitting and pondering all my failings, and in a single moment I discovered the solution.
Wait for it…
And wait a little longer as I have to get this over the fold of the page…
And now a little longer as I’m just having fun here…
Ok last time I promise….
And just one more time because I’m really annoying like that (seriously, just ask my wife)…
You? Are you sure it isn’t God or something a little holier?
I hear voices in heads writing me off as a heretic. (But hey, you’re the ones with voices in your heads, so think about that before you wag the finger…)
No, it really is me.
I am the solution to all of my failings/problems.
I guess I better explain myself before too many of my 4 followers hit the ‘unfollow’ button…
The turning point was when I was reading this paraphrase of 2 Cor:
‘I am with you; that is all you need. My power shows up best in weak people.’ Now I am glad to boast about how weak I am; I am glad to be a living demonstration of Christ’s power, instead of showing off my own power and abilities.
– 2 Cor 12:9-10
So Paul cracked it too… And yes, God is slightly more involved than I originally let on. But Paul was proud of himself too, to the point of boasting about it!
So to follow Paul’s example, this is my moment, with pride in my heart and tears in my eyes, here is my boast for all to see…
I AM WEAK, and I feel like I totally suck at half the jobs God has asked me to do.
But yet, for some reason God chose weak old me to stand in the places he has put me in and to delight in my weakness so He can show His strength.
I am the solution to my problems, because until I acknowledge that God chose me to be where He put me, in all my weakness, I’m denying His strength to take that weakness and make something out of it.
I am the solution because nobody else can stand up for me joyfully rather than holing myself away and getting depressed about my many failings.
I am the solution because there is no other husband in my home to pour out praises, support and encouragement to my wife. There is no other father in my home to bring stability and create an atmosphere of safety and joy, even if none of these things come naturally to me.
I’ve had a tough week learning just how weak I am, learning just how little human reserves I have to do things that other people do so naturally – from having patience with kids to learning when to keep my mouth shut with S. (more about that another day).
To be blunt, I’ve learnt that in many ways as a husband and dad… I stink.
But today, with a grin on my face and joy in my heart I realise that when I boast about that horrific stench I have the capacity to make, the Holy Spirit comes along and somehow produces bottles and bottles of fine fragrance.
But only when I submit my weakness to Him.
Picture a little boy, handing over his lunchbox, knowing full well that it wasn’t enough, utterly gobsmacked when he realises he’s just fed an entire mountainside packed with people.
He takes our little and makes it much. He takes our weakness and makes it strong.
None of us ‘have it’. If we think we do, we’re kidding ourselves. But we do have Him, and that’s worth an inane grin or two.
– 2 Cor 12, Matt 14