I will run with my legs like Elijah, even though I am competing with men like Ahab riding powerful chariots. Perhaps the hand of the Lord will come upon me, and I will outrun them to the gates of Jezreel.
I will fight with my sling and a single stone like David, even though I am facing a towering warrior like Goliath, armed with spears and swords. Perhaps the Lord will fight for me, silence the mocking roar of the enemy, and bring him to the ground.
I will go with my rod like Moses, even though I must confront a hardened king like Pharaoh who refuses to let God’s people go. Perhaps the Lord will stretch out His hand, perform signs and wonders, and lead His people out of bondage.
I will offer my five loaves and two fish like the young lad in the crowd, even though it seems laughably small compared to the multitude that must be fed. Perhaps the Lord will bless it, multiply it, and use it to satisfy thousands.
I will present myself with my beauty like Esther, although the stakes are high and I am only a captive Jew in a foreign land. Perhaps the Lord will grant me favour before the king, and he will choose me as queen for such a time as this.
I will pour out my last jar of oil like the widow of the prophet, even though creditors are knocking and my sons are about to be taken as slaves. Perhaps the Lord will multiply the oil, cancel the debt, and provide more than enough.
I will appear before the king like Joseph and Daniel, even though others have tried and failed to interpret the dream. Perhaps the Lord will give me wisdom and insight, and promotion will follow the revelation.
I will hide the spies like Rahab, even though I am a Gentile with a sinful past. Perhaps the Lord will remember me with mercy, spare my family, and write a new story for my life among His people.
I will step into battle with just 300 men like Gideon, even though the enemy is vast and well-armed. Perhaps the Lord will show that victory belongs not to the strong, but to those who trust Him.
I will make a meal for the prophet like the widow at Zarephath, even though I only have a handful of flour and a little oil. Perhaps the Lord will stretch my supply until the famine ends and my household is preserved.
I will prepare a room for the prophet like the Shunammite woman, even though I did not ask for anything in return. Perhaps the Lord will bless me with an unexpected miracle in a barren season.
I will pour out my soul in prayer like Hannah, even though I have long waited in tears and shame. Perhaps the Lord will remember me and give me a child who will bring honour to His name.
I will speak up before the king like Nehemiah, even though I am just a cupbearer. Perhaps the Lord will move the king’s heart and help me rebuild what lies broken in my nation.
I will say yes to the angel like Mary, even though I am young, unknown, and unmarried. Perhaps the Lord will overshadow me with His Spirit, and bring salvation through my surrender.
I will listen and respond like Samuel, even though I am only a child. Perhaps the Lord is calling me early so I can serve Him all my life.
I will speak the words God puts in my mouth like Jeremiah, even though I feel too young and unworthy. Perhaps the Lord will touch my lips, make me a prophet to the nations, and use my voice to tear down and to build.
I am resourceful. I do not lack what it takes to do what God desires to do for me, to me, through me, and with me. I believe in what He has entrusted to me; my gifts, my story, my voice, my heart. I believe it is enough to fulfill the vision and complete the mission.
So, I will no longer wait. I will start with what I have and use what is in my hand. Because what I have, when surrendered to God, is more than enough.
I really needed to read this 🥹
Thank you very much ❤️🥹
Thank you for this, sir! ❤️
More inspiration!