Last night I left my eighty-five year old mother resting in the hospital. I hurried to do some shopping for a single friend who is too sick to venture out in this frigid winter air. Illness and surgery. Loss of strength and independence. Weakness. It can be hard to be alone but when you are sick, it's beyond frightening. It's vulnerable. It's weak. It's not what we have in mind for this season, this stage or even this week of our lives.
Welcome to life.
What if it's not the strong that prevail? What if it is the weak? Lately as I've listened to teachings, found blog posts in my inbox and read daily entries from devotional books and a theme is emerging. God is more interested in the inside, than the outside. Living life means you will age. Weakness is a door to the Presence of God.
This morning I'm back to the hospital to sit with Mom. I'll call and check up on the friend later today. I'll wash my hands and take my vitamins and try to avoid all the germs. And I'll continue to ponder.
Why do we fear aging?
Why do I resist being vulnerable?
Do I consider it weak? And what's wrong with being weak?
Today's reading from Sarah Young's Jesus Calling daily devotional book-
Though I have all Power in heaven and on earth,
I am infinitely tender with you.
The weaker you are, the more gently I approach you.
Let your weakness be a door to my Presence.
What does that look like in my life? In yours? Join me as I consider these questions and more.
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Good post. Simple truth. Deep truth. love to you
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