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STRONG

As most of you know, I have been going through some MAJOR sleep deprivation and it doesn't seem to be bringing out the best in me...HA!

This past year has been the most wonderful year of my life but also the most stressful. I am constantly trying to rouse the strength to be a better mom, wife, daughter, employee and the list goes on and on. I finally hit rock bottom this week and went to our Lord in prayer pleading with him for strength and peace.

In the past two years I have graduated college, gotten married, started a career, changed a career, bought a house, lost the house I grew up in, and had a baby. Through all of it I was strong. I was posed. I was calm. I was in charge...HA!

Then, this past week it all caught up with me. I hit rock bottom and for some reason I wondered why. I'm not a weakling. I am a strong, tenious, go getter, full of independence. WRONG!

That is when the Holy Spirit spoke to my heart. I am none of those things. I am an exhausted, weak, sinner who allowed the enemy to fool her into thinking she could do it on her own. I am weak BUT he is strong!

You see through all of this I have tried to be (and have been for the most part) strong. But that is not what God intended. His grace is sufficient. So, I must lean on, trust and depend on him.

Since that moment I have found a new peace and one unlike any other I have ever experienced. You see, God had to take me to the point of complete exhaustion and desperation to show me that I needed him to be my sustainer.

So, I enter a new season in my life and a new depth in my walk with Christ because I realize that it is HE who sustains me. Only in him am I truly strong.

2 Corinthians 12:10 Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ's sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong.

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