,Written by: Martha Shaw
I always thought of vigor as strong arms, strong legs, athletic ability, amazing muscles, physical strength strangers see and gasp and whisper as I pass . . . the dictionary depicts it that way. It is nothing like that!
I do not have that physical prowess of which I still desire, but . . . this heart of mine, no longer mine, holds all I need. I gave it over to the lover of my soul and He gave me His. This weak and broken human needs no strength of her own if she trusts in Him . . . my vigor is His heart and hand in me/mine.
The more I surrender, the more I become in Him. I know a love beyond defining. It is His for me and mine for Him. Through His heart – His eyes – His strength, I can do all things, and the view from there? Amazing!
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