It is okay to be weak

As God the Father and Christ Jesus sit face‑to‑face in conversation, I burst into the Holy of Holies—talking fast, running around, praising and thanking them with no time to stop. And just as quickly as I entered, I was gone. As I ran down the hallway, I overheard them say, “That’s John.”

For the first time, that comment really bothers me. It hits me how deeply God the Father and Christ Jesus love me—and how much they desire to spend time with me. So what insecurity keeps me from slowing down and actually being with them?

During my Bible study, I read in 2 Corinthians that Jesus was crucified in weakness, yet He lives by the power of God. And we, too, are weak in Him, but we will live with Him by God’s power (2 Corinthians 13:4).

Weakness. How can the greatest man who ever lived be weak? Real men aren’t weak, right? Real men are strong, self‑reliant, unshaken. They don’t need help when they’re down. They push forward, take the hits, hide their emotions, and never cry. But that version of a man only exists in Hollywood and literature. It’s not real.

Then there is Jesus—who wept at Lazarus’ grave. Who asked His friends to pray with Him in the garden. Who was under such stress that He sweat drops of blood. Who needed an angel to strengthen Him. Who felt hunger, thirst, exhaustion, anger, compassion—and yes, weakness. And that weakness makes Him the perfect High Priest, because He can sympathize with us in our need.

Here I am trying to hide my weakness. It’s like trying to hide a full‑grown elephant behind my back—pretending no one can see it when everyone can, especially God the Father and Christ Jesus. The foolish games we play with God.

By hiding my weakness, I’ve robbed myself of the power of God’s grace and the relationship He wants with me.

Once again, without realizing it, I’ve been walking in survival mode. For so long I’ve tried to conceal my weakness. Forgive me, God. Let me come boldly to Your throne of grace and find help in You when I am weak, because You are my example. Help me crucify my survival mode. Be my God, and let me be Your son—even in my weakness.

Thank You for speaking to me so I can repent and grow in a stronger relationship with You. Amen.