Lately I’ve been exhausted. We’ve covered a lot of ground
and been very busy, having very few off days. It’s coming to the end of my time
touring with the team, and I’m exhausted. I think we all are though.
In spite of our tiredness, God has definitely been working
in and through us. Just the other day we played at a church that gets really
into worship. It was a great church with a great bunch of people. The pastor
encouraged us, saying that though we’re weary, we were still a huge blessing to
them. Something similar happened at the next place we played at, when our
contact said something to the effect of, “we’ll be reaping the benefits of your
visit for months to come”. Through our exhaustion, God is still moving.
It’s really weird to me, because a normal line of thought
might suggest that when we’re burned out, we’re able to accomplish less. When
we have nothing left, there’s nothing that we could possibly do. The problem is
that this line of thought assumes that our strength comes solely from within.
But God is our strength; He power is made perfect through our weakness.
Thanks be to God. While I am weak, He isn’t. If I am weary,
He provides. And if work needs to be done, God will be my strength. In all
this, I’m not losing myself, but finding my true identity: in Christ.
“[The Enemy] boasts… that when they are wholly His, they
will be more themselves than ever.”
~C.S. Lewis from The
Screwtape Letters
(From the perspective of a demon. Enemy = God, they = us)
