If I were always strong in my life’s journey, how could I understand those who experience times of weakness? If I never tire, would I ever have sympathy for those who faint?
It is because I knew how to be thirsty that I wish to give a drink to those who thirst. It is because I knew how to stumble that I desire to lend a hand to those who fall.
Not every misfortune is a defeat, for many our blessings in disguise. When we are weak, could it be that we are being made strong? When we hunger, could it be that we are truly being filled?
“Blessed be the God and Father of our Lord Jesus Christ, the Father of mercies and God of all comfort; who comforts us in all our affliction, that we may be able to comfort those who are in any affliction, through the comfort with which we ourselves are comforted by God.” – 2 Corinthians 1:3-4
The thing about hope is that it’s a positive force that shines the most when it’s dark. When everything’s going well, we hardly notice it’s there. But when things go against us, when our dreams fade and when we see no immediate reprieve from our troubles, that’s when hope does its best work for us.
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It is in our weakness where God can make us strong. May He bless you today, Joyce!