I’m a professional white-knuckle-er. I’ll white-knuckle it through the bleakest circumstances; “I’m fine”-ing my way to the other side of whatever is in front of me.
Relying on my own power is my default. It’s something that God has been trying to break in me the last few years. He regularly brings me to a place that I can’t white-knuckle my way though. That I can’t “I’m fine” my way around. That I can’t overcome with grit and perseverance.
In those places, when I’m stuck and powerless, he gently reminds me “you don’t have the power to overcome this, but I do”. My default is my power because my puny human mind can’t imagine, much less even begin to comprehend, the power of God.
How can his power work in me if I only rely on my own power? It can’t. How can he do immeasurably more than we can ask or imagine if we don’t put our power aside and let God do his work? He can’t if we don’t make space for him to. I want immeasurably more. I want my puny human mind to be utterly blown away by the strength, depth, unconditionality, and perseverance of his power.