I am human- weak and frail. What Father asks of me sometimes seems too scary and daunting; a task that seems too meaningful for me to carry! But Holy Spirit lives in me and because His power and His strength conquered the grave, I am certain I can handle where the Father leads me.
He is my voice when I am silent.
He is my strength when I am weak.
He is my joy when I am grieving.
He is my peace when I am in chaos.
He is everything I need even when I don’t know I need it.
Holy Spirit fire rises up in our weakest moments and empowers us to do the seemingly impossible.