All the things
This morning, like all mornings, while I sipped my coffee, I turned on my cellphone, and before I checked texts or emails or Facebook, I clicked on my daily Bible verse app.
The minute I saw the verse, my breath caught, tears trickled down my cheeks. And just like that. God changed my day. This last day of the year.
Philippians 4:13: I can do all things through him who strengthens me.
Words from my past.**
Words that resonated again in my raw, vulnerable place.
Words that have held the broken pieces of me together.
Way too many times. When I didn’t believe I could do things. When I didn’t think I could hold on. When I was fragile and wounded. When stuff, when all things, were just so hard.
This year has been like that.
I want to end 2014. I want to end it well. And I can. Wrapped in these words: “I can do all things.” All. I can close the chapter of 2014 with its pain and disappointment and rejection, yet with its joys and hopes and grace. With its Happy Day Moments woven in all. All. All the things. I got through all the things. In His strength.
I want to begin 2015. I want to begin it well. And I can.
Not some things, not most. But all.
** (From Then Came A Miracle) …Where did I get my strength? From the Lord who made heaven and earth. Where was my faith? In the Lord who made impossibilities possible. The promise I had lost sight of came into view again: He would never leave me. The live power of that promise sent a new surge of hope.