I Can Do Nothing by Kylie M


I can do nothing without Christ and I mean nothing. I often fall into the lie that I can do great things because of the gifting and talents I possess. This couldn’t be farther from the truth. I can only accomplish great things through the power of Jesus Christ. God has given me gifts and talents I possess to accomplish the plan and purpose He has for me and my life.

“For the sake of Christ, then, I am content with weaknesses, insults, hardships, persecutions, and calamities. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” 2 Corinthians 12:10

I never understood that verse until recently. It’s when I don’t rely on myself and my own strength that I give the Lord the room to work. When I am humble, when I die to myself, when I rely on God, that is when He works powerfully in my life. It is when I trust Him and His power (not my own) that I am strong. It is the backwards kingdom of God. When I admit I have nothing, when I do not take confidence in myself, I am strong. When I surrender and do what I would consider a weak act, I become strong

Admitting I can do nothing without Him, takes away the pressure to accomplish great things. It’s a prayer I’m learning to say daily.

I have seasons when I rely on the Lord daily for my strength, but slowly, over time, as I allow my Savior to fill me up I begin to feel more confident and secure in myself. I begin to feel like I’ve got it, like I can do anything, like I can take on the world. Then a sneaky and subconscious process begins. Before I know it, I’m in deep water crying out to Jesus, acutely aware of how incapable I am and how desperately I need Him. It’s like I’m a strong-willed, stubborn child who insists on swimming out into the ocean.

It’s as if I feel like I’ve learned enough, like I’m capable of swimming out into deep water. I don’t need Him to hold my hand. For a short time, I do well, I’m treading water and feeling confident.

Then when I don’t see it coming, out of nowhere I’m engulfed in crashing waves. I’m kicking and splashing, just trying to stay afloat. Then I begin to drown. I try to fight it for a while, insisting I just need to swim better, make changes, improve, but sooner or later I realize I can’t survive the powerful waves without help. I’m not strong enough or powerful enough. Full of guilt I swim back to beach, embarrassed that I thought I could handle the deep waters on my own.

This is not a new story. I’ve done this before, in fact many times. Yet even when I should know better, when I should have learned my lesson and I am full of shame for my confidence in myself, I reach the shore I see Jesus waiting for me. He has a radiant smile spread across His face, arms open wide ready to embrace me. There is no condemnation. He is gentle with me, full of patience and love, ready to come alongside me.


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  1. Kathy says: Reply

    This is beautiful and inspiring, Kylie! Thanks for sharing your heart.

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