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I don\u2019t remember where I had been, but I came rolling up the driveway just as Daniel, our oldest son who runs Doorposts was getting in his car to go get his wife and children to join us for lunch and the afternoon.<\/p>\nI don\u2019t remember where I had been, but I came rolling up the driveway just as Daniel, our oldest son who runs Doorposts was getting in his car to go get his wife and children to join us for lunch and the afternoon.<\/p>\n
\u201cHey, I just remembered, today is the day Kevin Swanson is interviewing you for his program!\u201d he said as he opened his car door.<\/p>\n
\u201cGasp! When? <\/em>\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cAt 1 o\u2019clock our time.\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cUh, that\u2019s in an hour<\/em>!\u201d<\/p>\n \u201cYeah, bye!\u201d (Actually, he wasn’t quite that heartless, but he did <\/em>leave!)<\/p>\n Well, I went into panic mode. First of all, I am not <\/em>a speaker. That\u2019s why I write<\/em>. My mind tends to go blank when I have to speak. Second, when Daniel talked me into saying yes to this interview, we agreed that I would need to know what the questions were going to be before <\/em>the interview. We had seen no questions.<\/p>\n The girls and I raced around trying to put lunch together while I also tried to gather my wits and calm my spirit. I wasn’t succeeding.<\/p>\n Daniel and his family arrived and he announced that the email with the questions had come \u2013 thirty minutes before the interview. This is when I really started to fail my trust-in-God-or-trust-in-myself test. The questions were scary<\/em>! I needed notes<\/em>! I didn\u2019t have time<\/em> to make notes! \u201cGod, I don\u2019t do <\/em>this sort of thing!\u201d<\/p>\n Katelyn (bless her heart) hurried to print out some recent blog posts. Daniel highlighted major points. I looked at the pages and didn\u2019t comprehend anything<\/em>. It\u2019s embarrassing to admit how much whining I was doing. \u201cI can\u2019t do<\/em> this!\u201d<\/p>\n Duh.<\/p>\n It was about time I realized that! Of course<\/em> I couldn\u2019t do it. But God <\/em>could, and it was time (actually past <\/em>time) to remember that and put my trust in Him<\/em>. He had sovereignly brought this task into my life, and He was ready and willing to equip me for it. We prayed, the phone rang, Daniel passed it off to me, and God kept me from passing out. \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n How many years will it take before I remember that it is always <\/em>God working through me? I can\u2019t do anything <\/em>in my own strength. I can\u2019t mother in my own strength. I can\u2019t write in my own strength. I can\u2019t even breathe <\/em>without God enabling me to do so.<\/p>\n I take so much for granted. I so easily forget that I am totally <\/em>dependent on God. Thankfully, God knows this, so He graciously steers me into situations where it is obvious that I\u2019m in trouble on my own, where I know <\/em>I can\u2019t do it without Him. It\u2019s funny how it works \u2013 the more aware I am of my helplessness, the greater my reliance on Him<\/strong>. The more I rely on Him, the more I learn to trust Him<\/strong>. The more I step out and trust Him, the more I witness His faithfulness<\/strong> over and over. And the more I see His faithfulness, the more I grow to love Him<\/strong>.<\/p>\n My weakness doesn\u2019t matter, because He <\/em>is strong<\/strong>. My weakness is actually a blessing because it drives me to <\/strong>Him<\/strong>.<\/em><\/p>\n “. . . for when I am weak, then am I strong.” (<\/em>2 Corinthians 12:10) <\/p>\n __________________<\/p>\n So — if you have thirty minutes to spare, and want living proof that God sustains us in our weakness, you can listen to the results of my humbling day at Generations Radio<\/a>! \ud83d\ude42<\/p>\n
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