Being humble enough to serve and put God and other people first in our lives is the greatest superpower we have on our own. It is the power behind serving. Why? It mixes with faith and allows the Holy Spirit to flow through us and He is the greatest Force on the planet and even in the universe. There is no greater strength and He can flow though a humble and faithful soul of flesh and spirit. And when God flows through a person, what on earth can hold a candle to it? And all that starts with humble service. “How can I help?” “What can I do?” “What do you need?” These all start service rolling and declare that God made you for a reason too and loves you too and I want to show you how important you are to Him, even if I have to work hard or get a little dirty along the way. Humble. Worship. It is beautiful. Absolute perfection for the best we can find and be in life and the strongest. The greatest is found in the humblest. And I really dig how God set that up. He has a great sense of humor. How I love Him!❤
I am a little girl. Granted, I have 43 years of maturity but I am still a little girl. I am strong, very strong both physically (which can change in a heartbeat) and spiritually (which is who I am), but it is only because I have faith that God is true when He says “I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me” ( Philippians 4:13). And I know my God. My strength is in being close to Him. Some people believe their strength came to them because they have been broken or endured/survived horrific things. I have. A lot. But I have seen that destroy people as well as strengthen them. Heck, I’ve seen myself so depressed it was difficult to move. And here I am today helping other people, taking care of my family with joy and peace and love and even gentleness, serving wherever I am asked, working on our house and landscaping. Me. Full of strength and vitality. Because I am extraordinary? Nah. I know much more amazing people than myself. My strength, and I am letting you in on a big secret here, is my closeness to God who loves me and made everyone and everything we know or can imagine. So, you can be just as strong. Maybe not the same but better with your specific design God molded for you. Strength is in All Powerful God and I am only strong when I am close to Him and obey. ♥
A throng of men have called her doll
And many used her will so tall
To capture what they could from her
They fought the desire to keep her.
So used and left became her life
Always a mistress, never a wife
And on the lonely nights she kept
But the woman says “I stand.”
Now many lonely nights she cried
Once wounds had finally multiplied
And their fruit of labor could not be denied
And through her tears and broken heart
Abused by all and then thrown out
Aside she whispers to the wind “I fold.”
And does she know or massage her mind
The God Man did she dare to find
To tell her the beauty she left behind?
And when she folded, she allowed
The One who made her to arrive
He held her through her tears and cried
“I am not broken but I was for you”.
And with new peace and joy and love
Her beauty flowing from above
She grabs His hand and humbly smiles
And now she says with thankful life
Born stubborn and with an extremely strong will, I assumed most of my life’s biggest struggles were defeated by my own strong will power. I firmly believed that. So much so that I actually prayed many times for God to help other people but helping me wasn’t necessary. “They need you, I’m good”. So foolish was I! Indeed, my greatest strength was realized when God allowed my will power to be broken down and me to humble my heart and realize I am weak but God is strong. What needs to be strong is always strong… God. My will power focuses the strength on me but humble prayer focuses me on God, the Winner. I attached the link for the new song for my kids tomorrow in worship God gave me for them if you are interested. Anyone may use it freely. “All we need is faith and a humble hearted prayer and God will answer us best”. https://youtu.be/u-Mj_VbFqYQ
There are those of us who are independent and extraverted, naturally in charge either because people believe us to be or because we are loudest in the room, those who are almost defiantly unwilling to relinquish control or charge of the situation, ambitious, driven, energetic, hard working born leaders. This is a small number of the population and that is on purpose, thank you, God. I can say that because I am one of them and know that if everyone had this type of drive and energy, there would be this massive imbalance and tenderness and gentleness being seldom seen. Just the truth here. But I have learned that people consider me strong because of something else. It has nothing to do with my powerfully energetic exterior or fighting driven loud soul. It has everything to do with God choosing to strengthen me by great trials and losses that would kill most and tried to even me. And God chose to hear my prayer and help me and rescue me. I lost valuable, treasured, loved friends around the same time as losing Daddy. They all died at once. One was bad, three was devastating. Among other stressors occurring the same time, I was a vegetable, an empty shell of this powerhouse I once was. The go-to girl, the girl who would do it and make it happen, the brazen girl who fearlessly stared or fought down every obstacle and battle was a naked, trembling leaf. I had never experienced such depression. And God chose to fortify me again, build me up side out with the full knowledge that He was the strong One and I was the broken shell His strength was restoring and strengthening. I would be lost were it not for the grace of God. I would be alone and unloved were it not for His grace. I would be nothing washer it not for Him. And this knowledge, attitude of contrition, this appreciation and joy at being given a millionth chance, this wisdom that God is the strong One, this is the real strength of me. And now that I have this, glory all to God, I recognize it in other people because God gave me a bonus of empathy. I can see this silent strength in quiet ones, children, elderly/very mature people, sisters and brothers in Christ, some really poor people, so on. I can feel it. I could not feel much before my lesson was taught me or I felt the wrong things and focused wrong. Strength is spiritual first and foremost. It is humbly drawing close to God, the source of strength. Then the strength trickles down to the mind and then physical. Internal has to come first or it is useless. I had it eight from time to time before but now fully understand it. God is our strength. We are strongest close to Him. It is really that simple. Remember always that God keeps things simple and clear, so if it sounds confusing or complicated, there is an enemy whispering sweet lies into your ear to keep up defeated. Always remember that. Recognize it and rebuke the enemy out loud in Jesus’ name and draw close to God, read the Bible, pray. God will give you strength and wisdom if you humbly ask Him. He is very, very generous!
Habakkuk: 3. 17. “Though the fig tree does not bud and there are no grapes on the vines, though the olive crop fails and the fields produce no food, though there are no sheep in the pen and no cattle in the stalls, 18. yet I will rejoice in the Lord, I will be joyful in God my Savior. 19. The Sovereign Lord is my strength; he makes my feet like the feet of a deer, he enables me to tread on the heights. For the director of music. On my stringed instruments.”
Whatever season we are in, dry season, flooding, burdensome, happy, God is our strength and purpose. His love and strength sustain us. He is good when nothing or noone else is.