Being a Christian is not just saying what we believe—
it’s doing what we say we believe.
Living as if God alone is our breath, our being, our purpose.
And when we falter—when words fail and prayers stumble—
the Spirit groans for us.
Not with eloquence, but with truth.
God searches our hearts,
and the Spirit intercedes,
not for comfort, but for holiness.
So we strive.
Not for applause, but for the narrow gate.
Not for ease, but for endurance.
Because many will try—
but few will be strong enough.
Yet strength is not ours to summon.
It is given.
To those who love God.
To those called by grace.
To those who walk not by might,
but by mercy.
“Strength for the Climb”
Lord God,
You know our weakness,
and still You call us to climb.
Not by might,
but by mercy.
Not by pride,
but by Your Spirit’s groaning grace.
Guide our steps toward the narrow gate.
When we falter, lift us.
When we forget, remind us.
When we grow weary,
be our strength.
May we walk what we believe,
and live as if You alone are our breath.
Amen.
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