I’ve noticed that it is on the mornings when I wake up with a little energy that I try to power through the day in my own strength, and that it is in those times when I feel like I have nothing in the tank that I reach out for God’s hand. So this morning, as I consider the meagerness of what I’ve found in my basket, I bring it before the Lord and pray that He would multiply these few loaves and fishes into whatever this day requires. Indeed, when I am weak, He is strong.
Amen