His Strength, Not Mine

A friend posted this on her blog last night:
We've heard it so many times, the cliche has dulled the sharp edges of how hard it can sometimes be to believe:  God never gives you more than you can handle.  Everything has passed in front of the Inspector for approval. 


In my comment I said this:
Sometimes I think God has more confidence in my ability to handle things than I do. Then I remember: He doesn't have confidence in my strength. I simply need to have confidence in his. "I can do all things through HIM who gives me strength"!! (Philippians 4:13)


Sometimes life is tough.  Being a believer doesn't mean everything goes the way I want it to.  I'm still a sinful person, so often, the way I want things to go is not the way God wants them to.  Sometimes I feel like it's too much, more than I can handle, more than I can bear.


But it's not more than God can handle.  On the cross he bore the sins of all of mankind, the weight of every wrongdoing that every person has ever committed or will commit.  That's huge.  He, therefore, can bear the weight of my struggles, my weaknesses, and my sorrows.  He wants to bear them, because he knows I can't, and because he loves me.


Jesus said, "Come to me, all you who are weary and burdened, and I will give you rest.  Take my yoke upon you and learn from me, for I am gentle and humble in heart, and you will find rest for your souls.  For my yoke is easy and my burden is light."


What grace.  What love.