Whether it’s holding things together when I feel like falling apart, pretending I’m fine when I’m not, or trying to prove I can handle it all — weakness has never felt like something to embrace. It’s felt like something to fix.
But Paul’s words in 2 Corinthians 12:9 stop me in my tracks. God’s power is made perfect — not in strength, not in control, not in having it all together — but in weakness.
That’s so opposite of how the world works. We’re told to toughen up, stand tall, and show strength at all times. But here comes God, flipping the script: My grace is enough. You don’t have to be.
If I’m being honest, that’s both comforting and uncomfortable.
Comforting, because it means I don’t have to pretend.Uncomfortable, because it means I have to let go of the image I’ve built — the capable, composed version of myself who never cracks.
But maybe that’s the point.
Maybe God doesn’t need my polish; He just wants my honesty.
Maybe what I see as failure or fragility is exactly where His strength wants to settle in.
It’s in the places I can’t fix myself that I’m most aware of how much I need Him.
And when I finally stop trying to carry it all, that’s when grace quietly steps in and carries me instead.
So if you’re tired, struggling, or feeling not enough today, maybe that’s not where God’s power ends — maybe it’s where it begins.
Because in the kingdom of God, weakness isn’t a disqualifier.
It’s an invitation.
After all… what do I know?
But Paul’s words in 2 Corinthians 12:9 stop me in my tracks. God’s power is made perfect — not in strength, not in control, not in having it all together — but in weakness.
That’s so opposite of how the world works. We’re told to toughen up, stand tall, and show strength at all times. But here comes God, flipping the script: My grace is enough. You don’t have to be.
If I’m being honest, that’s both comforting and uncomfortable.
Comforting, because it means I don’t have to pretend.Uncomfortable, because it means I have to let go of the image I’ve built — the capable, composed version of myself who never cracks.
But maybe that’s the point.
Maybe God doesn’t need my polish; He just wants my honesty.
Maybe what I see as failure or fragility is exactly where His strength wants to settle in.
It’s in the places I can’t fix myself that I’m most aware of how much I need Him.
And when I finally stop trying to carry it all, that’s when grace quietly steps in and carries me instead.
So if you’re tired, struggling, or feeling not enough today, maybe that’s not where God’s power ends — maybe it’s where it begins.
Because in the kingdom of God, weakness isn’t a disqualifier.
It’s an invitation.
After all… what do I know?
