Weak and Fragile.
I know God that your people are weak and fragile, and our fragile lives are in the palm of your hands.
Our lives are daily a mess, our affections for you, and our love towards others are all one big precarious mess.
God, why do you expect so much from fragile and broken people?
Why do you call broken people into perfection and punish us when we don’t meet your standards?
Yet I know that you have been patient with us. And you have walked in our shoes. We are not alone in bearing the burden of living by faith. For you are with us every step of the way.
I know that your Spirit is the answer to our fragility.
Our frail and weak being is overshadowed by the power that lives within us, and the beaming hope of what we will become in you.
Meet us in our weakness, and supply us with your grace, I pray.