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2 Corinthians 12:9-10
9He has said to me, "My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness." Most gladly therefore will I rather glory in my weaknesses, that the power of Christ may rest on me.
10Therefore I take pleasure in weaknesses, in injuries, in necessities, in persecutions, in distresses, for Christ`s sake. For when I am weak, then am I strong.
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Imagine a small, weary village, nestled in the shadow of towering mountains. The people here face relentless storms that batter their homes and threaten to wash away their hopes. One day, a humble carpenter named Elias arrives, carrying nothing but...
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In the heart of the dense jungles of South America, Father Gabriel stood at the edge of a village, his heart heavy with the weight of his mission. Clad in humble robes, he had no army backing him, no weapons...
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God whose strength is perfect in weakness, I wake feeling inadequate for today. The task is too big. The challenge too hard. The need too great. And maybe that's exactly where You want me— at the end of myself, with nowhere to go but You.