We do not want you to be uninformed, brothers and sisters, about the troubles we experienced in the province of Asia. We were under great pressure, far beyond our ability to endure, so that we despaired of life itself. Indeed, we felt we had received the sentence of death. But this happened that we might not rely on ourselves but on God, who raises the dead. He has delivered us from such a deadly peril, and he will deliver us again. On him we have set our hope that he will continue to deliver us, as you help us by your prayers. 2 Cor. 1:8-11 (NIV)
Heavenly Father, there are some lessons in this life of grace I seem to have a hard time remembering, or at least accepting. Knowing my limits is certainly one of them. The idol of self-sufficiency is formidable. Forgive me for not wanting to need the gospel, your Spirit, and others as much as you say I do.
Thank you for the gift of Paul’s story. Thank you for an apostle of grace who boasted in his weaknesses that Jesus might be the hero. Thank you for the model of a lover of God who was utterly dependent on the God he loved. I want to be much more like Paul, Father.
So, as this day begins, I forsake the illusion of my self-sufficiency, “enough-ness,” and limitlessness. I cast myself on you, “the God who raises the dead.” I’m not facing deadly perils (like Paul); but I am facing broken people I cannot fix, injustices in the world I cannot right, lingering wounds I cannot heal, struggling addicts I cannot free, an aging process I cannot reverse, and my own heart that I cannot change.
Grant me grace to accept my limits and faith to trust you more; and grant me a greater willingness to let friends enter my struggles and carry my burdens, just as Paul did. Also, Father, help me create a schedule that reflects a commitment to finish this journey as your healthy, loving, peace-full child. So very Amen I pray, in Jesus’ kind and powerful name.