Finding Strength in God
There was a time I thought I knew it all—even God. I believed I had Him figured out. But in His love as a Father, He allowed me to fail. He let me face test after test and fall short until I finally realized: I am broken, and only He can make me whole.
I used to hate that brokenness. I hated feeling like something was wrong with me—as my daughter once put it, like a piece of malfunctioned software straight from the manufacturer. I even thought heaven should issue a recall, because I was aiming for perfection yet I messed every single time.
I was taught that if I did everything right, life would add up like a formula. Follow the recipe, and out comes the perfect product. So I devoured motivational books that promised formulas for success. But the more I tried to apply those formulas, the harder I failed.
What I didn’t understand then was that God was after something deeper. As wonderful as He is, He desired a broken spirit and a contrite heart. He didn’t need my perfection—He wanted my surrender. I had to learn that only He is perfect, and only He can make me whole.
And then I discovered something even greater: He had already done it. From the foundations of the world, and again 2,000 years ago at Calvary, the work was finished. I stopped trusting in myself, a broken vessel, and started trusting in the God who delights in using broken people.
That’s when He began to show me who He is—and how His life in me becomes my true identity. Now I understand: in my weakness, His strength is made manifest
God is not a formula; it’s a relationship.
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💭 Reflection Prompt:
Have you ever felt “broken” like me—like something inside you wasn’t enough? What did God teach you through that season?
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