It kind of excites me that God uses the weak all the time.
Who does God choose to reveal glorious, and awesome streams of angels? Shepherds. Shepherds who'd been out working all day, probably covered in dirt and sweat. They weren't exactly highest respected by society of the day. Yet they heard choirs of angels sing for them.
Moses, he was afraid, he tries to worm his way out of saving his own people.
Gideon; his tribe was the weakest in 'Mannaseh' and his family was the least of them. But God gathers an army around him, which God whittles down to 300, and then he defeats the Midianites with some jars and trumpets.
I am weak. I am sinful. I am fickle. Father, use me to build up your people.
Extra Thought:
2 Corinthians 4:7
But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us.
I am a jar of clay. My faith is the treasure.
Wednesday, January 5
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