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I (am learning to) Delight in Weakness

I (am learning to) Delight in Weakness

Recently I have been reminded of this truth: My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.

Therefore, I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong. (2 Cor. 12:9-10)

For the past 3 months I have spent an average of 2-3 days per week away from home visiting and encouraging my staff working in remote areas of the country, checking-in on projects, building new relationships with potential project partners, leading a conference for my team, attending a regional networking event, and taking my first out-of-country trip to visit an old friend.

Right in the middle of all this—as so often happens to me when I try to go-go-go for too long—I got sick (not COVID). Twice. Both times I spent 3 full days in bed, catching up on all the rest I had put off in the previous weeks.

The development organization that I work with in Tunisia has entered a wintering season, with many projects ending and staff departing. I spent January and February meditating on the fact that winter is not bad; it is a necessary and predictable time of rest that follows a period of hard work and harvest and that precedes a period of new growth.

Surviving a season of scarcity requires careful conservation of energy. But by March, I had forgotten the blessings that can come from a season of rest and rejuvenation. Instead, I tried to speed us through this metaphorical winter by identifying new project opportunities, seeking additional funding, and filling the gaps left by departing staff.

The periods this spring when I was so sick I literally could not work reminded me that the future of our organization’s work in Tunisia does not rest on my weak shoulders. God is in control and we will continue our work here only through His provision.

What a relief!

When I try to take all the burden onto my own shoulders, my frail humanity will inevitably humble me. Instead, I am learning to acknowledge my weakness (baby steps; I’m working my way up to boasting) and to let God be glorified through what He is able to accomplish through, or in spite of, me.