Today, I am reminded of my frailities. I am reminded that I am nothing and cannot accomplish much without Him by my side. I am frail and weak but I am strong in Him. When I realize how weak I am, then I realize even more how strong He is. He MUST be strong to be able to carry me and the millions of others He carries every day.
I am weak....I am frail...
I am like a tiny sprout that breaks forth through the ground in spring.
I am weak...I am frail...but He is strong.
He upholds me and strengthens me.
Like sunshine and rainwater nourish the tiny sprout, His strength feeds me.
I am weak...I am frail...but He is strong.
Thank you Father, for your strength.
the solitary
8 years ago
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