I’ve been tired lately. Exhausted actually. No matter how much sleep I get, how much caffeine I drink, I can’t seem to ever have enough energy. On Saturday it came to a boiling point when I literally had to sit down in the shower because I felt so physically weak. My weakness became so powerful that I felt a heaviness. This was a feeling that I hadn’t felt in a long time. When that heaviness came, I immediately knew it was the devil attacking me. And after talking to some other people, I think the devil has been making me along with many others around me tired and weak.

Now know we an’t blame all my exhaustion on the devil. After all, we are in college and clearly not getting as much sleep as we could be. And I guess that I can’t speak for everyone, but I know that Satan has been capitalizing on my lack of sleep and attacking me to the point of literal physical exhaustion. It makes sense. He’s afraid of God. He know what God can do through his people and that has to freak him out. So if he can’t attack God, then why not attack the vessels that God works through.

Unfortunately for Satan, God works through our weaknesses. 2nd Corinthians 12:9-10 says  But he said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.

Someone reminded me of that verse last night, and it really stuck with me. How cool is it, that God doesn’t need us to be strong? We can be weak and God’s power is perfected in that weakness. Sucks to suck Satan, but you can’t win. No matter if I am strong or weak, God works either way. In a way I can say that I am thankful for Satan making me weak. It’s allowed me to see just how strong God is. It’s reminded me just how much I need God every day. As soon as I stupidly decide that I can do anything apart from God’s help, that’s when Satan seems to attack me the most, and then that is when I am reminded of just how weak I am, but also I am reminded of just how strong God is.

So I guess I’m learning that it’s okay to be weak. “For when I am weak, then I am strong.”