I’ve known many people in my life who dispelled religion as something for the weak. Some call it fairy tales. Some deny the existence of God, while others believe in an intelligent design, but cannot begin to define what that is.
I am no theologian. I’m just an average guy, of average intelligence, but I have not lived an average life. Far from it. Therefore, I have learned a great deal in my short 38 years on this earth.
I won’t publicly air my dirty laundry as I don’t feel the need. Suffice it to say, I’ve been through more than most people would believe or understand. I’ve faced death more times than I care to count. I’ve lived a life where to fight was to survive. I’ve fought many battles, internal and external. The external battles were the easy ones to fight.
Also, most of my adult life, I’ve worked more than one job at a time. Even now, I work as a contractor for one company while I rebuild my own business. This is not an adventure for the weak hearted. It takes hard work, discipline and an unshakable belief in your own abilities to take on such an uncertain venture.
But, for all my personal strengths, I do not claim glory. By the world’s standards, I’m strong. I’m a fighter. And, in many ways, I am. However, I’ve learned that for all that I’ve been through, It was God carrying me and strengthening me. I am strong, because of God, not because of myself.
When I humble myself at the throne of my Lord and Savior, Jesus Christ, and openly proclaim that I am nothing without Him, I become a channel for His power to flow. While I’m far from perfect, I make it a point to put God first in my life. I’m not very goodÂ at it some days. Honestly, I battle with it every day. The flesh is weak. But He didn’t come to save the perfect. He came to save people like me, and you!
If you think it makes me weak to submit to a power greater than myself, consider this: The world as a whole condemns such behavior. The world screams, “Live for the world. Live for the flesh. Live for the now.” Even my own fleshÂ craves what will kill me. Every day I have to fight a war inside my mind and body because I have a disease that wants to kill me by my own hand.
It takes a tremendous amount of strength to say no to the world, to turn to the countless scores of people around me, and tell them, “No. I will not be a follower of man. I will live for someone you cannot see or touch. I will live for Jesus.” It takes a lot of courage and strength to stand up for what is right, when everyone else around you is pushing you to do what is wrong.
I’m not really good at witnessing. I don’t know if sharing this helps anyone. But, I get a little tired of hearing how Christians are weak. We’re not weak. We have to fight every day, all day the flesh that cries, “Conform! Do like everyone else and life will be easier!” In our human nature, it’s impossible for one to stand up against the world. As strong as we may be as individuals, no one is that strong. Where I get my strength from is God. It’s because He is strong, that I am strong. And I make no apologies for that.
Even when it meant ridicule, even when it meant lost jobs and lost relationships, I professed my belief in Christ. And I will continue to profess His name until the day He calls my soul home.
“Therefore everyone who confesses Me before men, I will also confess him before My Father who is in heaven. But whoever denies Me before men, I will also deny him before My Father who is in heaven.” ~Matt. 10:32-33