Sometimes sick days are great. Being face-to-face with my true inadequacy is a much needed reminder of how desperate I am for Jesus. My mind likes the live in a land of independence where I am capable of upholding my responsibilities as wife, mom, sister, daughter, friend, etc.

But to live in Independence Land is to deceive myself. Without the breath of God in my lungs, I can’t live a single minute, much less carry the weight of the world.

Sickness reminds me to trust the one who knit me together and to rely on Him in prayer as rhythmic as the rise and fall of my breath.

So, yesterday as I was completely useless to my family, two things encourage me.

1. 2 Corinthians says that God’s power is made perfect in weakness. If this is true, I want to embrace weakness by depending on the Lord. After all, the gospel is only precious when I realize my need.

2. More than I can ever care for them, God cares for my family. He is the one holding things together (Colossians 1:17). It is a gift to be used by him to nurture and provide, but he doesn’t need me.

Lord, help us to realize our weakness in order that You would be glorified. Amen.