The Lord does not grow weary of your exhaustion the way you do. He does not stand over you, demanding more than you can give. Instead, He beckons you gently, asking only for what you have in this moment—your small strength, your flickering trust, and your mustard seed of faith.
He does not despise your weakness; He cradles it. Where you see insufficiency, He sees the place where His power can be made perfect. The little you offer is all He requires, for it is in the surrender of your meager portions that His fullness is revealed, just as with the loaves and fishes! Bring to Him your weary heart, your trembling hands, and your faint whisper of belief.
He is not disappointed by what you lack, but moved by what you give, no matter how small. His grace meets you in every shortfall, in every faltering step, and in every whispered prayer, transforming what seems broken into something beautiful.🤍
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