My way led up a hill. At the foot I saw a boy on a bike. He worked tremendously hard pedaling up hill against the wind. He vigorously did his best with much pain on his face. A truck came by going in the same direction up the hill. The boy got behind the truck and with one hand grabbed the bar at the back. The boy flew up that hill like a bird.
Why are we like that boy on the bike in our weariness and weakness pedaling up hill against all kinds of opposition, and worn out with the task. We have a great power available, the strength of the Lord Jesus.
Just get in touch with Him and to maintain communication with Him. The touch may be only one little finger of faith, but that will be enough to make His power yours. He is the strength for today and the bright Hope for tomorrow. When will you realize this truth?
Not by might nor by power, but by My Spirit,’ says the LORD of hosts. Zechariah 4:6