Every rose has it's thorn? Cheese, I know.
I'm eternally grateful that Christ is strong where I am weak (and most of the time, that seems to cover several areas!) But whenever I read this, I always think of insecurity in my own life. I tread lightly saying this because I know other folsk might read it and misunderstand...I'm not saying we should be tolerant of habitual sin in our lives- quick disclaimer there. BUT, for me, sometimes the thorn serves as a reminder that I need God. I speak to teenagers every week. I put a lot of pressure on myself because I only get them for like an hour a week, I want them to know that they can really serve God now and not wait until they're adults, I want them to grasp the gospel and understand how to walk this stuff out. But I get nervous every time. Maybe nervous isn't the right word- insecure, more like. I always wonder afterwards if it it home with them, if it made sense, if I pleased God and articulated His message ot His kids- I just don't want to be in the way, so to speak. But after every service, I feel exposed. I wonder how it went over and all these things I just said. And as much as I wish I had no inkling of insecurity, there's a part of me that is glad it's there because I never want to do this in my own strength, to rely on my personality, etc. My words can't win them, but His can. My words can't convict, but His can. My words can't really change anything, but His can. So I guess I'm okay with the thorn. I hate it in the moment- it's sharp, dang it! But it keeps me relying on God. I want to be humble and always NEED Him.
