Weak Scene

Have you ever experienced an epiphany while driving in Worcester?
Maybe its the name of someone that you ran into while grocery shopping
that, for the life of you, you can't remember their name or maybe it
was something your significant other said to you this morning, while
running out the door, that all of a sudden makes complete sense (being
honest, this happens to me all the time).

While driving on Lafayette Street, I stopped at the red light where
Lafayette Street ends, and intersects with Southbridge Street, I
saw "it". IT was a tag (read: graffiti) on the boxcar that stated
both boldly and delicately, "WEAK".

I don't know why this hit me with such an impact, but maybe it's has
something to do with Christmas and the reflective state that I'm in.

I have always enjoyed Christmas, and see it as a time to give thanks
for all that God has given to me and my family. But, this year has
been a particularly tough year, in more ways than one. I won't
divulge what some of the issues have been, because, as my 90-year-old
Grandmother always says, "Don't complain, because no one wants to hear
it." And I realize that those words couldn't be more true. Why
complain? It does no good and I view it just like arguing........a
waste of energy.

I know I'm "WEAK" and at times have my moments of boldness and
defiance. I have to be that way. Otherwise, I'd never leave the
house or interact with God's people.

While it's fun to believe that I know alot and can overcome any
obstacle, it's enlightening to know that I am "WEAK" at times, and
pray for "bold humility and grace". This is my prayer.

Merry Christmas!