Weakness Is A Gift
- By Sarah Martin White
- Jul 18, 2017
- 2 min read
Although this is my travel website, I will use it for a platform to sometimes speak from the heart to spread the good news of the gospel and share what is on my heart. In my own daily struggles of living a Christ centered life, there is nothing more powerful than weakness and vulnerability. For those that struggle with weakness, vulnerability and humility in daily living for Christ...be encouraged. He hear's your cry's! My hope for our family and friends is we are bound in prayer for each other and lift each other up...I aspire that my poem will be an encouragement to continue the good fight....
WEAKNESS IS A GIFT
I am fragile and I am weak.
My weakness keeps me humble.
I can do nothing of my own strength,
It is He that gives me power to fight another day.
In my weakness, the fragility of my lungs struggle to expel,
But I am sustained and receive life and inhale His goodness.
My bones are weak, my legs can't carry me,
But yet I am carried by Him another day to testify.
Who dare say, that weakness is a curse?
Is it not a blessing when it brings me closer to my creator?
Is it not a blessing when there are no words
And all I can do is drop to my knees in humility?
I fear no evil, but fear weakness...What does it signify?
I fear vulnerability. I fear needing Him more than life itself.
It is I that can not compute the nature of His plan!
In my finite understanding, I am captivated by His greatness,
But also fear it!
Why me? Why does He pursue me with such veracity?
When I am debilitated it feels like punishment.
Perhaps it is! I know I can be disobedient. I am proud. I am weak.
But what if it's love? Love beyond understanding.
It is in those moments that I feel your wrath, but also your love.
I hear you speak to me to surrender control, but the fear and frustration paralyzes me.
It sometimes causes me to lash out to those I love...
I try to run, but you impede my path...No door will open without your blessing...
I feel trapped, I feel defeated, I am petrified with fear to be so naked and transparent.
In that moment you have me right where you want me...dependent and humble
that I finally turn to you ready with open hands and heart to receive your enlightenment.
Though I walk among, I am not alone...I am weak in my testimony of faithfulness,
But you already know this! It is why I need you desperately.
You extend mercy and grace so I can awake and experience weakness all over again.
A gift I can never comprehend, nor repay.
If I am quiet and patient enough, I can hear you whisper to me, ever so benevolently.
Sarah...I am here, waiting with open arms, but you have to trust and surrender all...
Even though I cannot see your plan,
I know there is a plan in place to guide me to holiness, so I can be a warrior...
And that has to be enough.
