Last week, on the tail end of my planned 45-minute run — that turned into a twelve-minute run in between nursing two sick kids — I prayed this prayer below. Perhaps it’s one for you, too:
God, will you parent me? I want to find You in my limitations. I want to meet You in this weakness.
{We adults need parenting too.}
“So to keep me from becoming conceited because of the surpassing greatness of the revelations, a thorn was given me in the flesh, a messenger of Satan to harass me, to keep me from becoming conceited. Three times I pleaded with the Lord about this, that it should leave me. 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 of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me. For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
2 Corinthians 12:7-10
