Boasting in Weakness

But He said to me, “My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.” Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me.
— 1 Corinthians 12:9
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While reading this verse I was struck by the thought, "Why am I so afraid of my weaknesses? Why do I work so hard to hide them? After all, if my weakness is the place that I get to see God show up and be powerful, then what is up with the cover-up?"

For me, it has always been easy to accept His grace for my initial entry into the Kingdom. Yet for some odd reason, I then thought it was up to me to somehow pull off perfection after that. Afterall, I should know better, right? So when I failed, that's when the cover-ups began. It was exhausting.

Truth is, we all come to God broken and wounded, very jagged and out of joint. Our hearts are in need of repair and healing. Nobody looks good.

And so the ongoing story of the gospel, is always about His ongoing grace. No matter how hard I try in my own ability to be perfect, I am guaranteed to fail, because the standard is impossibly high. It is only met in Christ Jesus. And the utter, sheer relief of Jesus, is that He met that standard on my behalf, so that I didn't have to. And He continues to meet me with His grace, daily, as I walk with Him by faith. It is not up to me to pull off perfection, and so therefore, no need for a cover up either.

The tea cup above holds such a redemptive story. I read that many centuries ago, the Japanese began repairing broken pots with a laquer resin and powdered gold. It was considered so magnificent, that many people started breaking their valuable ceramics intentionally so as to require this repair. They wanted to add beauty and value to what was once considered "perfect".

Consider your relationships. What if you choose to boast of your weaknesses, get in the light and be honest about your brokenness and all the ways that you don't get it right, instead of only presenting the "best". I want to challenge you to see what happens when you offer your transparent, imperfect and quirky self. Be the chipped and broken you that has the grace of God flowing through your cracks. Laugh raucously. Share your heartbreak. Eat another cupcake. Tell us what you're really thinking. You'd be surprised how much you have in common.

Either way, it sounds a whole lot more fun and relatable than "perfect"...