I usually have a lot of things to write about. Through my daily encounters with people— face to face, social media, observations— I often never run out of ideas. Today was different.
I looked at my files; I saw a lot of drafts. I tried to work on them, but for some reason, I couldn’t finish what I started. My mind was blank, and I couldn’t find inspiration.
I remembered this verse:
2 Corinthians 12:9-10
New International Version (NIV)
9 But he said to me, “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. 10 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.
This reminded me of a story shared by one of the pastors of Hillsong Church. He shared a life experience that made him very vulnerable.
One of the Pastor’s sons showed behavioural issues, and they thought that it was psychological. They met with a specialist, and they were asked if their child was able to sleep well, which they answered no. They shared that their child was never able to get a full night’s sleep and that he was snoring as well. The psychologist advised them to see an EENT.
They went to an EENT (Eye, Ear, Nose and Throat) and like what the specialist suspected, it was a tonsil abnormality and his son needs surgery. The tonsils were causing breathing problems that contributed to the sleeping disorder which was the cause of the behavioural problem. (Whew!)
The Pastor prepared his son for surgery. He tried to encourage his son as much as he could. He even went with the boy to the operating room. When it was time for the anaesthetic to be injected, he was instructed by the doctors to hold his child down. He felt so sorry as he held his son in a position of pain, but he knew that it was for the best and the suffering was just temporary.
When the anaesthetic took effect, he had to leave. There was nothing more he could do. He was forced to wait, and it was frustrating. He wanted to help his son but what else could he do? It was for the boy’s benefit that he stayed back and let the doctor’s do their job.
He prayed the hardest prayer of his life. He felt God whisper in his ear that “I love it when you pray like this.” As expected, the surgery was successful, and the Pastor bought his kid all the food and toys that boy wanted while the child was in the hospital.
This made me reflect on my situation. I may have run out of ideas to write, but It’s okay. I could focus on God’s power, and He can use my state of weakness to be an inspiration to others.
I am not perfect. I make mistakes, and there will be times that I will fall short. In these times, the best I could do is to lay all my concerns to God and trust Him.
It’s not about me anyway— not my skills, intellect, or strength— it’s all about Jesus empowering average people to do extraordinary work.
And just like that, I have another article to post on High3r.com. Thank You, Jesus!
On that note, let’s continue to spread positivity and promote good vibes! Don’t forget, God loves us and cares for us! Let’s soar higher as we aim to be like Jesus!