Most nights, I am the last one to bed, and my routine is set. I let the dog out one last time, turn out all the lights, and make my way upstairs. The house is pitch black, the dog bounds up ahead of me jumping right onto my side of the bed, warming up my spot. Isn’t he considerate?
Having much better night vision than me, he never stumbles on his way. I on the other hand, have to navigate a gauntlet of shoes and backpacks and Lord knows what else. But I have no fear. My trusty iPhone lights the path up the stairs and to my bedroom. My path is lit just enough to spare me the disaster. The light doesn’t shine far, it only lights up what I’m about to step on or trip over, but I know with my phone, I can navigate my way through.
God loves to navigate us through our blackest black because our weakest moments show His most amazing works. And our human frailties show His abounding mercy, love, and grace. What He is looking for is a heart that would say in its darkest moment, God I trust you to work this out. I expect a miracle from my loving God.
You see, He is always right there, to lift us out of the miry clay and set our feet upon a rock. (Psalm 40:2) He is always there in the midst of the storm, but it’s our choice to say, God help me, and I trust you.
A dear and wise friend reminded me that it is our human frailty that best showcases His mighty power. It is through our weakness that He can show Himself strong. Though I may give God many opportunities to bail me out of messes, I know that from my most disastrous failures will come His most dazzling victories.