Today on the way home from town my 5 year old miniature version of self was singing loud and proud. This is pretty much an every second of every day occurrence. Some times it is sweet, sometimes I would like to send her out to the back 40.
Today she was singing one of her favorites
“Jesus Loves me this I know
For the bible tells me so
Little ones to Him belong
They are weak
But he is Strong
Yes Jesus Loves me….Yes Jesus Loves me…Yes Jesus Loves me
The bible tells me so.”
Usually she would keep going with the same tune or pick up a completely different one. It can range from Nothing But the Blood of Jesus to…Shut up and Dance (which her older rule following brother gets after her for singing because the ‘S word’ is in it.)
Today she stopped and said
“But mom, I am strong”
Like I said earlier…she is her mother’s mini me. I want to believe, I convince myself, I convince those around me that I on my own merit am strong.
But then life happens. Life happens and I realize exactly how weak I am.
I realize how weak I am when I am brought to my knees by 4 children and their constant energy,
when I can’t control my emotions and fly off the handle,
when our beautiful babysitter decide to not come back to college in town and I break down because those escapes are so wonderful,
when I see just how powerless I am to change my children’s hearts or behavior
when I give into the 20th recess peanut butter cup because I am feeling overwhelmed.
I could make a huge list but these are just the daily things. This tiny list does not even include the ‘big’ things in life that show just how weak I am.
Some days I can admit it and other days I can not admit that I am weak.
As much as the world tells us we need to be strong, we need to be fearless, we need to be powerful there is so much beauty in our weakness. There is not beauty in our weakness for the sake of weakness but their is beauty in our weakness because that is where Christ shines through to those around us. So maybe revealing a little of that weakness isn’t such a bad thing.
What a beautiful message I can give to my little girl. Instead of telling her no you are weak and you better get stronger here are the 197 steps to get there. I can say no you are weak remember when… then I can read 2 Corinthians 12:9 to her “But he said to me, My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness. Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ power may rest on me…For when I am weak, then I am strong.”
Then I can reminder her that she can always come to mom and dad and Jesus and tell us or Him just how weak she is. She does not have to hide from us or her Heavenly Father. And when I can see Christ working in her life I can point that out to her too
The magnitude of Christ’s strength is more than we can keep hidden. And that song that so many people know and love to hear from little children has such a big message.
Jesus loves me this I know, for the bible tells me so. Little ones to him belong. They are weak…BUT he is STRONG. Yes Jesus Loves me!