Some of my Christian experience has been about the power of the believer when filled with the Spirit of God. Demons are cast out and sicknesses healed. All of this because of a conviction and faithful prayer.
People like power. We serve a powerful God, therefore, we should be powerful people. As much as I’d like to think I am beyond it, I am not.
I want my prayers to heal the sick, cause the blind to see, the lame to dance, the deaf to hear, the mute to sing, and the dead to live again.
There is a down side to this power thing, however. My desire for power and to have powerful things happen doesn’t allow me to listen or empathize. How can I when I have the Power to heal whatever comes my way?
How can I possibly sit with someone and merely listen? I want power, not passivity.
Power is what is needed at my place of work. I provide pastoral care for people in a senior living community. Here memories are fading and bodies are failing. I imagine myself going through the halls touching foreheads and exclaiming, “Rise and Be Healed!” The rooms empty and the staff is unemployed.
The reality is different. Reassuring an anxious 90 year old woman her family has not forgotten her, or listening to the same stories of days gone by, is more the norm.
No one is getting up from their wheelchair. The fog of someone’s dementia is not suddenly lifted. There are no shouts of joy.
Yet, the power of the Gospel is proclaimed. The Gospel is proven simply by sitting with someone. Our presence, filled with the Spirit of God, says, “I see you and God sees you. I hear you and God hears you. I love you and God loves you.”
My/our willingness to sit in weakness and powerlessness actually allows God to move through us and speak to another’s spirit. Spirit speaks to spirit.
I am learning God’s power is made perfect in weakness.
When I am listening, God is speaking.
When God speaks the world is different.
Embrace your weakness and watch God move in powerful ways.