The young teen stands in line for hours to get an autograph from Justin Bieber. Finally the moment arrives and not only does she get his signature, but he poses for a picture and gently kisses her cheek. She vows never to wash her face again.
That's where he touched me!
If I think about who I have been and where God has brought me, I find myself feeling the same way. I'll never forget the shy little girl I was, the overweight teenager, the young woman who felt so undesirable she thought finding a husband would take a miracle. I remember the fear harbored, the anxiety which kept me awake, the inadequacies which told me there was nothing special about me. I keep these close for one reason.
That's where He touched me.
Why would I want to forget how He's healed and strengthened, loved and made whole?
"The Christian often tries to forget his weakness: God wants us to remember it, to feel it deeply."
God wants us to remember where we've come from, how His love makes new. He wants us to rest, knowing any difficulty is a chance for Him to step in. He reminds us all things work together for the good for those who love Him.
So I won't hide the embarrassing, the ugly, the profane. I won't pretend to have it all together. I'll share my flaws knowing they display the work of the Ultimate Fixer.
That's where He touches me.
But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” . . . That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.
1 Corinthians 12:9-10
Praise God for weaknesses, my friend. Those are the places His love flows to, the cracks His mercy longs to patch, the holes His grace fills.
That's where He touches us.
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