7-10 Because of the extravagance of those revelations, and so I wouldn't get a big head, I was
given the gift of a handicap to keep me in constant touch with my limitations. Satan's angel did
his best to get me down; what he in fact did was push me to my knees. No danger then of
walking around high and mighty! At first I didn't think of it as a gift, and begged God to remove
it. Three times I did that, and then he told me,
My grace is enough; it's all you need.
My strength comes into its own in your weakness.
Once I heard that, I was glad to let it happen. I quit focusing on the handicap and began
appreciating the gift. It was a case of Christ's strength moving in on my weakness. Now I take
limitations in stride, and with good cheer, these limitations that cut me down to size-abuse,
accidents, opposition, bad breaks. I just let Christ take over! And so the weaker I get, the
stronger I become.