On my only day off during last week, I spent time helping finish field work in anticipation of Opening Day for Greater Newark Baseball. Fighting a fever, extreme exhaustion and side effects from medicine, I quickly became emotionally drained. Unable to sleep, I wrote a blog at 4:30 am, that’s in the morning for those who slept past noon over Spring Break. Anyway, the only strength I could muster was a lame, but effective prayer, “In my weakness Lord, be strong today!”
Minutes after verbalizing these words, I lost my keys, was late to work and felt worthless for most of my first shift. However, as I look back on my day, somewhere near the end of my first shift, the power of the Holy Spirit kicked in. From there, God blessed me with one amazing encounter after another.
I was able to bring a smile to hundreds of children through a 30 minute long Chick-fil-A cow appearance at the Christiana Mall. I nearly brought one parent to tears after offering her infant a Mini-Cow. Another woman mumbled under her breath, “I need to eat Chick-fil-A, their people take care of their customers like first class citizens.” Between 4-8pm this evening, I was walking on air, floating on the wings of angels. Paul was right in 2 Corinthians 12:7-10, when we are weak, Christ truly is strong, and not so weak after all!
by Jay Mankus