Phil 4:13 – I can do all things through Christ which strengtheneth me.
This is many Christians “go to” verse when they are tired and down. It’s an important verse for those gritty times in life. When you look at the verse just before he makes this claim, Paul really had a ‘yo-yo’ lifestyle – up and down; very good and very bad stuff came at him. Then he concludes with vs 14 – says he’s thankful for the help others gave him in the tough times.
Sometimes it feels like it’s all on me – I have to do it alone; just Jesus and me. That may be true at times, but when looking past verse 13, we see Paul accepts help from others. Those of us who give a lot sometimes need to learn to accept. I know for myself it’s so much easier to give help to someone than to have to ask for help for myself.
School will be starting in a few weeks, and it’s going to be very busy. I need to take this verse to heart and look not to myself, but to Christ and the people He puts in my life, to help me face whatever this year will bring.
So this verse is definitely a winner to help when one is feeling discouraged. However, I can also see the value in it on the ‘sunny’ side of life as well. For instance, in what feels like a kind of minor miracle, as of the last 24 hours I have become the proud (happy proud as my mother used to say) owner of something I’ve dreamed of for years. But it’s going to take time and patience (oh bluck!) to become proficient at it. I don’t want to LEARN to play, I just want to PLAY. So this is a great verse for this week – I can do all things…right? Therefore eventually I should be able to play well enough for other people to enjoy some ---- HARP music !!!!
February 26, 2021
What a week! As a teacher on a Hutterite colony for grade 5-12, life is non-stop from 9:00-3:30. This coming Friday is the end of quarter, so report cards will be due. So that always makes one extra busy.
But I had 2 highlights in this week.
The first: I came home and stumbled over something on my step. When I picked it up and entered, I found out I was holding MY copy of my book! I felt like a mother receiving her first child. The awe and wonder of holding something I'd created and labored over for - yes, about nine months- well, that is quite the feeling.
The second: Last night the doorbell rang. I answered and a man stood there with a floral arrangement. I was sure he'd come to the wrong house, but he had the right name. Imagine my amazement when I saw that friends from the States had arranged these lovely roses to be delivered to celebrate this milestone in my life. In today's Covid restrictions, such a thoughtful, kind gesture means SO much! I never get flowers, so I'm still just smiling over it.