I get this immense satisfaction when I leave for work in the morning with nary a wrinkle in my clothes, my makeup smudge-free and my hair looking as sleek as it’s going to in this super dry climate. Ideally, I’m also leaving behind a clean house, paid bills and folded laundry. Better yet, I somehow managed to squeeze in a workout, make a dentist appointment and write down that plot twist I thought of at 3:00am.
It’s a glorious state of being, prized by women everywhere. It’s also elusive (if not an outright fantasy).
It became frustratingly elusive for me as July rolled into August. My manuscript was due during the same week as I was trying to get a week ahead at work in preparation for the vacation I hadn’t even begun to think about packing for. My ducks weren’t in a row, they were tumbling about in a frenzied yellow mob. Put-together was replaced with very different descriptors.
These words remind me of the reluctant Old Testament hero, Gideon. Chosen by God to deliver Israel from the oppressing Midianites, this man faced a daunting task. I don’t blame him for asking God more than once for a sign, some assurance of victory for him and his underdog warriors. To our trembling hero, God said this:
“The people who are with you are too many for Me to give Midian into their hands, lest Israel become boastful, saying, ‘My own power has delivered me.’” Judges 7:2
An army of over 30,000 men was whittled down to 300. Yet they conquered their enemy.
Sometimes, in those moments when we feel the least put-together, the unfathomable power of our God finds its opportunity. “And He said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for power is perfected in weakness.’ Most gladly, therefore, I will rather boast about my weakness, that the power of Christ may dwell in me.” 2 Corinthians 12:9
Friends, if you’re feeling flustered or overwhelmed, remember that your help comes from a God who loves to save those who realize just how desperately they need Him.