Throughout the three days we were there, we did many kinds of trust exercises, games, and Bible studies, all of which required me to be vulnerable with my classmates. For those who know me, you know that’s not my strength. (This blog itself is actually fairly open compared to what I usually write.) But even though I had known most of my classmates since I was six years old, I still didn’t feel entirely secure with sharing certain things with them, so I kept a lot to myself.
But, all of that changed. As we continued our activities, I realized how much I needed to rely on my classmates--my friends--if I wanted to get anything out of the retreat. I had to fully put my trust in them, and that was really challenging for me. However, it became less and less difficult as I felt myself grow closer to God when I surrendered my reservations to Him. For those of you who aren’t Christians, that might sound foreign, but I can tell you without a doubt that there’s something powerful in allowing yourself to be powerless.
That lesson has carried me through high school. Whenever I feel powerless with whatever is happening in my life, I have to pray that God will grow me through it, and He always does. Through my own powerlessness, His power shines.
“How you have helped the powerless! How you have saved the arm that is feeble!”
Job 26:2 (NIV)
Catch ya later,