In her beautiful response to this piece, Aileen reminded me of the following verse

But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.”  Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

2 Corinthians 8:8-10

Which set me thinking again.

About the God of all things who seems drawn to humble broken people.

There is a danger that we come to be familiar with a certain kind of weakness, and wear it like a badge- we are after all called into a transformative encounter with the Spirit of God.

But still, we only find this encounter in- weakness. When our own ways of coping run out, and we let go the hunger to possess, to overcome, to self actuate.

Listen to me- like I have got this sorted!

Time for a poem I think…


A bruised reed may not break
But still it withers
So it is that sometimes
I fear these wounds
Are terminal
I grasp for the shreds of my own strength
And hunger for soul shrinking success
That comes and yet is never enough
What is this power
Made perfect
In weakness?
Could it be that the mess of me
Might yet be compost
And seeds you sow
Will grow?

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