From This Is Who You Are.
I don’t care what anyone says, you are strong. You might say, “I’m weak, needy, and broken.” And on your own, you are. You might say, “I’ve never fought. I’ve tried and lost. I might as well surrender.”
And there’s your answer: surrender – surrender to the One who loves you completely. Make Him your refuge (Psalm 91:9-16). Seek His strength (1 Corinthians 16:11). Make Him your assurance of success ((Philippians 4:13).
Do not be like the others who have become proud because they have all the answers and do not need to depend. They think they’re strong. They think they know. They think they’re in control. They can afford their needs. They can face their challenges. They can do whatever they want…
…until they no longer can, because every man, and woman, is limited.
Instead, find strength in dependence and courage in trust. So trust in the right people, most of all, trust in God – He is unlimited.
Picture a child on Christmas, loaded with so many gifts, she seems tiny next to the piles. She tries to choose which one to play with first, but can’t seem to decide. She tries to carry all of the gifts at once, and ends up dropping everything. She starts crying. When she saw the gifts she was excited, when she saw how big they were she was overjoyed, but her small mind and small hands couldn’t handle things.
From overjoyed to overwhelmed, she feels worse than she did before the gifts.
She knows she shouldn’t be sad, she’s surrounded with gifts after all, but she’s crying from disappointment.
“Why give me gifts if I can’t enjoy them anyway!”
Her Father, comes near, embraces her, and says, “Let me carry those for you.” With one arm He carries her gifts, and on the other, He lifts her close and says,
“I’m not just your Papa, you know?”
Still sniffling, she says, “I know. You’re my Mr. Fix-it.”
“I’m not just my Mr. Fix-it too.”
“I know. You’re my boo-boo doctor.”
“I’m more than your boo-boo doctor.”
“Yes, You’re also the real Santa.”
“Haha! A better-looking Santa, and more.”
“And more? How can You be so many people at once?”
“Because I am everything you need.”
In the innocence of her heart, she trusts His answer, and holds on to his neck.
He whispers in her ear, “My beautiful girl, do you want to play now?” Her drool dripping on his shoulder, already half-asleep she mumbles, “I love you, Papa.”
“I love you too. I love you completely.” He tells the resting child.
You are strong because you are loved.
This is who you are.