Pushed To My Knees

Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn't get a big head, I was given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan's angel did his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of walking around high and mighty! At first I didn't think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove it. Three times I did that, and then he told me, My grace is enough; it's all you need. My strength comes into its own in your weakness.

Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ's strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size—abuse, accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the stronger I become. (2 Corinthians 12:7-10 * The Message)
 
God, I am on my knees because that is the only place left for me to go. Why does it always take so long and so many issues happening in life to get there?  Thank you for your constant pursuit of me and for allowing me to be weak so that I may find strength in you.  Lately it seems to be an almost daily fight but I am not going to stop.  Realizing that I was created an imperfect human who will get it wrong most days but thankful for the grace and mercy of the cross. Even in those moments when there are things coming at me from all sides, I will keep running for the prize~living to glorify you.
 
I am on my knees, in awe of your infallible love for me.