Embracing Weakness

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Colorado saw a cold front last week for the first time this year. A really cold snap that nearly snapped me. Between ridiculously early kid wake-ups and mostly being confined indoors, it made for marathon-long days. The Shoebox felt even smaller than usual. The kids, even crazier than usual. Me, weaker than usual.

I’m usually not weak. I can keep up with the ruckus of needy days and can handle the workload of house chores and try to manage relationships on top of my daily duties. At least that’s what I tell myself. I don’t always juggle the hard little moments of life all that gracefully, me in my own ‘strength’.

In fact I am realizing how weak I truly am. I feel like I am headed into a season of weakness, of embracing emotional and physical weakness for a very specific purpose:


“…“My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.” Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, for Christ’s sake; for when I am weak, then I am strong.”
2 Corinthians 12:9-10


“For when I am weak, then I am strong.”

It is backwards, like much of the kingdom Jesus introduced. The first, last (Mark 9:35). The greatest, the servant (Matthew 23:11). The weakest, strongest.

The Shoebox is like that; here in this smallest home we often feel like we live the largest. The most intentional. The most free. The most reaching out and looking outside our house to others’ needs. The most stretching for the most growing.

Growth doesn’t happen without a little pain though. Sometimes we feel out of our comfort zone here, even after over four years. Muscle strengthening doesn’t come without a period of weakness, when the fibers are fatigued and spent to their limit.

I know that feeling of being pulled and worked and stretched to the end of me. It feels weak.

So I enter a time of welcoming weakness. Of celebrating my limit so that the power of Christ may dwell in me. Not for my glory, but so God’s awesomeness would truly be evident to all.

The truth is, friends, that big decisions make me weak. (You know, like choosing and buying a house.) Having three gorgeous, healthy children ages four and under makes me weak. Trying to keep a tiny home tidy and the constant carousal of the kitchen makes me weak.

But… God.

But God takes my weakness and weaves it into His strength. People say “Oh you’re so brave” or “I don’t know how you do it” and the answer is God. His strength meets my weakness and overtakes it to spur growth and trust and beauty and might.

I am only weak, but it is here that His power is perfected. In His compassion Christ reaches to my weakness and is strength to me.

So I will claim weakness in all of this so that —I hope—the only thing left to see in Evelyn is the grace of a good God who cares enough to carry me through on His strength.


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  • Kim
    November 20, 2014

    You have shared a good word for me today. I was struck by the phrase, “content with insults.” I failed in this yesterday, when I took an unrealistic criticism as an insult and felt the need to defend myself. I really did not need to do this. I could have brushed it off, being humble about my weakness and glorying in God’s greatness. I am going to try to do this next time. Thanks for sharing.

    • Evelyn
      November 21, 2014

      Thank YOU for sharing, Kim. 🙂

  • Jesse May
    November 21, 2014

    I just read that passage a few days ago! What a good reminder…one that seems right on time. I’m almost sensing some “weak” moments coming, with a busy winter and spring already staring me in the face. 🙂 Thank you for the encouragement!

  • Gail
    December 10, 2014

    I am not a crier, but I welled up when I read your hearts desire about ” the only thing left to see” statement. My tears are a wordless prayer that I may also,have the strength-weakness and wisdom to make that my goal. I want to be so full of God, that He is all people see when they look at me. Not achievable, but a worhy goal.
    Thanks for your message

    • Evelyn
      December 11, 2014

      Thank you, sweet Gail! May it be so in both our lives. 🙂

  • Ronda@islandmother
    February 12, 2015


  • Meaghan Jackson
    March 17, 2017

    I know you wrote this a while ago, but your words are so perfect and just want I needed today. What a wonderful reminder of God’s presence and strength in our lives.

    • Evelyn
      March 20, 2017

      Hi Meaghan, oh girl the beauty of truth is that is stands forever! 🙂 Grateful that the words found you at just the right time!

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