In My Weakness

Over and over it surprises me how in my weakness I am made strong.  God's promise, but it simply doesn't feel like it makes sense in my mind.  Yet, it is so very true.  If I am never weak, I never see how strong I can be...how strong I am.  Strength is built into times of weakness....it is what gets me up again, gives me a smile, convinces me to try again, helps me to suit up and go back into the battle.  But instead of celebrating the strength that I have exhibited...that has been given....I become ashamed that I have the weak times.  Ashamed of the fears.  Of the anger.  Of the bad decisions.  Of what people have done to me.  I take responsibility for things that are not mine to have to own.  I allow the weakness to overpower me in the most dangerous place....my mind. 
However, I am learning to change that.  To say what is good and right.  I saw a quote today:

it reminded me of what I hold against myself.  His words that I am unforgiving because I can't forget.  I don't trust him with my heart anymore.  And I thought that was a horrible character weakness....but, I think that it's a strength.  I do forgive.  I do understand that he is also walking a journey.  I also know that I can't keep living like this. Because I truly don't trust him anymore.  Though I wish him well.
In my weakness.....I grow strong.  In mind.  In body.  And yes....in spirit.  If I don't beat myself up.  If I allow myself to simply do the growing.
grace to you.
the photo was from "positive outlooks"