Have you ever wondered why Christians declare war on “death”? I used to wonder as a kid what was so terrible about dying. I may be a little older now, but from what I’ve seen, age has nothing to do with it. Death isn’t just meant to signify the loss of one’s life, but all things that are separated from God’s holy spirit and that lead to death. Squabbling. Anger. Discord. Lies. If it abides outside of the Holy Spirit, no one wants it around.
In terms of good or bad, we are all possessed by some manner of spirit. That isn’t exactly comforting, but it is. If we make room for the Holy Spirit through Christ, we have more room for him in our lives. At that point, a person’s life changes gradually through the continuous until Christ again process of sanctification. The Holy Spirit repels all that is evil in someone and casts it out piece by piece, but we have to be willing to engage with him in faith. You have to have prophecy “in proportion to faith” for that reason.
Weakness isn’t evil, it’s just weakness. You ever get this feeling that the idea of the Holy Spirit filling someone up and transfiguring them absolutely into someone else is what we’ve come to cherish? What if you just get consolation over your dark places? Someone who sees but does not judge? What if you in yourself remain just as imperfect? What if the very same nasty “deficits” remain with you until the day you die, but the difference is that when God sees you (and occasionally others see it to), he sees not only your inequity, but his own greatness? What if this has nothing to do with us? What if we are just lucky to be the beneficiaries?
I have a lot of opinions, but I’m not sure that all are good. One of the things that I do happen to believe though is real worship isn’t necessarily about how weak or strong we are, but how God is unchangingly strong through all of it. He can put his strength on us or not, but the point is, he’s strong. He’s the one we need to be looking to. And if we look to him, we are blessed by knowing him. Not necessarily more strength. But as a mystery, we begin to be able to recognize the things of God by seeing his Holy Spirit elsewhere. God gives all sorts of gifts, and they aren’t always the one’s that make us just like the popular kids or fulfill every last desire we’ve ever had. Sometimes he loves us more than that and well enough to know what would be a better fit. True and enduring joy comes from trusting him in that process. We are never left forgotten, but sometimes he uses periods of waiting for his will.