This weekend I couldn’t play guitar at church due to a finger injury (it’s healing very nicely now, thank you), and I had a dear friend fill in on guitar and led worship at our church from the Piano (which is not totally natural for me).

Well, it went just fine, and reminded me again that when I am weak that He is strong. I hate that I hurt my finger, but I love how God works good for those who love Him and are called according to His purposes.

Thanks, Father!