Apologies in advance for this sounding to christian. Yesterday I was experiencing the height of stress that was building for days. A car breakdown, a stressful work week, and too many obligatory meetings left me exhausted. I carried that into a weekend full of family time. Dinners, parties, and a wedding were a part of my introverted nightmare. I got to a point of failure. Like when you max out in lifting and fail.
After a full Monday, I needed help. How did I receive that help? In the form of a question.
Will you pray for me?
To ask for prayer is to reveal weakness. To reveal weakness is to be vulnerable. To be vulnerable is to open up, express, share, and invite in all the emotion of fear, worry, and doubt. But then the cool thing happened. I got prayer. I started to feel good. I started to feel strength.
At the end of weakness is strength.
Dakota Beerman 
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