Grace & Sufficiency

In a world where we must question every decision we make—every leader, every ingredient, every medication, every TV show, every word we use, what car to buy, and what meme to share with different friend groups—there are more questions than answers at any given moment. This constant questioning can be overwhelming and even frightening. It has become difficult to feel safe expressing our opinions, regardless of whether we agree with those around us. Many people experience some level of anxiety, and if it weren't a common struggle, the Bible wouldn’t explicitly instruct us not to be anxious (Philippians 4:6).


I often find myself consumed by worry. I worry about my babies—about every decision regarding screen time, health, sleep, and my own actions. It’s challenging not to feel that each choice is monumental, especially given the importance of raising them. Tonight, while hiding in my bathroom and crying, a verse came to mind:


“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 of my weaknesses, so that the power of Christ may rest upon me.”  

— 2 Corinthians 12:9


His grace is sufficient for me. When I feel ashamed of my sins, His grace is enough.


When I question every decision and everything surrounding me, His power is made perfect in my weakness.


When the worry overwhelms me and I find myself crying in the dark, His power rests upon me.


These feelings may seem foreign to others, and I often feel silly or crazy for having them. But they are not surprising to God. 


Let us find rest in Him. Let us surrender everything to Him and see how He has absorbed all fear, doubt, worry, and shame through His death on the cross. This all points back to the fall and reminds us to look forward to being raised again. Come, Lord Jesus! Come quickly!


Lord, mold me. Teach me to rest in You. Teach me to boast of my weaknesses. Amen.

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