oo8: about losing strenght

I tend to find myself most satisfied when ambitions stay strategically big and loud while my everyday acts remain small, tactful, underwhelmingly simple.

Lord, I am at the end of myself. I don’t have the strength, the control, or the mastery to do what You ask. I am broken, raw, and desperate. Meet me here, in the chaos. Teach me to trust in Your sufficiency, not my striving. Teach me to rest in Your grace, not my efforts. Be my peace when I cannot find it. Be my strength when I am weak. Be my God... See more