The closer I get to the life God has planned for me I find myself feeling weaker and relying on Him more.
The blessings, commitments, the time. They all require a form of sacrifice because if I stayed in my selfish flesh then all of the blessings could turn into a curse. There would be no commitments, just me blowing around with the wind. My idol of time would consume me, in fact it tries to consume me every single day.
But the more that I receive the more responsibility I feel I have to do something with these blessings, and to give more. But MORE is overwhelming and it’s exhausting. Sometimes it’s difficult to keep my head above the water, but I’m OK with this. The overwhelm reminds me that I can never do this all alone and God is the One who deserves all the glory, all the time.
If it were easy and if I had it all together I wouldn’t lean on Him, and the glory would go to me. But instead, God is using my flaws to show that it is only through Him that we can accomplish anything that is truly worthwhile.