When I lay my head down at the end of a day, the measure of success is not how much did I accomplish but rather how well did I love?
Remember the story of Gideon…
"Gideon’s army didn’t start with three hundred. He started with thirty-two thousand. But then God said to him,
You have too many men. I cannot deliver Midian into their hands, or Israel would boast against me, ‘My own strength has saved me.’ -Judges 7:2
God will always choose weakness to display His strength and power…when it came to the battle, they had a choice to make- human ingenuity, strategy, and methods or a humble road with an entry door so low that they had to get on their faces to pass through it.” -Culture of Revival
Gideon needed a miracle. God wanted glory. I’m asking for the miraculous, and I’m finding that I have some “thirty-two thousand” security blankets standing in the way of God receiving the fullness of glory. Do you?
Entering through the low door releases the high promises. Letting the Lord take our circumstances from impossible to more impossible is hard. But there’s grace. And we will see the miraculous.