Then, I saw something that I will never forget for the rest of my life. I saw her father. . . He was running down the aisle. He did not have a piece of tape to stand on, what he had was a hurting daughter with a world of idiots standing around her. He had to get to her out of there. He ran up the steps and scooped his weeping little girl off of the floor as if she weighed nothing at all. And, in an instant, they were gone.
This made me think about what Paul said, “when I am weak, He is strong”. A young girl whose life seemingly fell apart. Could there be a greater horror for a teenager? She was weak, but her father was strong. He removed her from the situation because she was not strong enough to do so.
-When I am weak, He is strong. I know that my father’s strength is greatest when I am at my weakest.