Healing, setting free, restoration, nature, calming, new beginnings – all in chapter 8 of Matthew. It is just story after story in this chapter. And I needed to hear that but it didn’t really speak in that way until a rock fell out of my backpack as I was getting out of the car. It was a stone that was given to each participant at an event I was at a few months ago. I apparently held onto it and squirreled it away in my bag until it fell out as I picked it up just the right way with the zipper open just the right amount. The rock reminded me of the message from that day a few months ago and how God was the rock and the strength we can rely on through all things. Before the rock fell out of my bag, I hadn’t had the greatest morning – I was grouchy, short with people, and just not in the best of places. So, as I walked, I held onto that rock as I prayed about the power of God that I read about earlier in the morning in Matthew 8 to be made real and evident in me and to remember that God’s strength is made perfect in our weakness.
Part of my walk was revisiting a song by Gungor…Please Be My Strength
“Please Be My Strength”