I've got the Power . . .

Okay, you know you're a terrible blogger when you daily look at your own blog (with the last post from December 2) and expect to magically read something new. Where are the blog fairies when you need them?

In the midst of my mom's diagnosis of leukemia, my terrible habit of staying up to watch Downton Abbey on Hulu, and our recent war against snot, I succumbed to my own laziness and slept each day until . . . . gasp . . . . 7:30 .  (I'm spoiled with late sleepers and a hubs who saws logs until at least 8 before rising to make me breakfast and coffee!)  What I notice in these gray and indecisive winter days is that my relationship with the Lord is the first to suffer.  Why is that?

Somehow I've convinced myself in my little ant shaking its fist to a giant way that I can do it all,  and all in my own strength.  This is the height of hubris (pardon my vocabulary nerdness - pride).

I've been reading Ephesians with the Good Morning Girls and this mornings verse put me in my place:

For this reason I bow my knees before the Father, ¹⁵ from whom every family^[a] in heaven and on earth is named, ¹⁶ that according to the riches of his glory he may grant you to be strengthened with power through his Spirit in your inner being, ¹⁷  so that Christ may dwell in your hearts through faith -                                         Ephesians 3: 14-17a

Notice it doesn't say, "Do it all on your own because you are perfectly capable", it reminded me that God in His rich mercy has granted me strength that I didn't have.  This same power gives me strength in my soul, not just my body and the craziest and most awesome fact is that CHRIST dwells in my heart.  When the storms in my life seem to knock out the power, I will remind myself that the same God who created the universe has given me His power.