CAN'T VS. WON'T
I had one of those rare privileges this week of being in a group email conversation to a friend who is grieving deeply and honestly. “Listening” to my sistas pour love and wisdom on my friend gave me the strangest sense of safety.
When I’m hurting these women will be there for me.
Here’s a snippet of the conversation that has had me thinking all day:
“How much of it is can't vs. won't? I've found myself mulling it over about all my stubborn sin patterns.
How much of it have I assigned to myself as I can't do that when it really is a won't?
I'd challenge you to ask yourself that same question.
He can take your emotions. Your anger. Your grief. He just wants you to come and let Him be EVERYTHING that He is - He will be to you Prince of Peace, Comforter, Healer.”
Have you every said, I just can’t handle this! when life tripped something awful into your path? As if somehow our weakness is a good reason for all that pain to go away?
My friend’s words resonate somewhere deep in that hidden place where my will battles it out with my won’ts. And I go back to Paul’s struggle with that thing he didn’t want:
Therefore I am well content with weaknesses, with insults, with distresses, with persecutions, with difficulties, For Christ’s sake;
For when I am weak, then I am strong.
2 Corinthians 12:10
From a glimpse of my heart,