If I must boast, 

I would rather boast about the things that show how weak I am.

God, the Father of our Lord Jesus, who is worthy of eternal praise, knows I am not lying.

When I was in Damascus, the governor under King Aretas kept guards at the city gates to catch me. I had to be lowered in a basket through a window in the city wall to escape from him.

2 Corinthians 11:30-33 NLT

There's something going on in Corinth that Paul keeps going on about boasting. 

And he says if you really want to hear my stories it'll be about my weakness not how big, strong, intelligent, victorious I was.

And then he gives us one.

He didn't face the governor, win with his arguments or authority as a Roman, he didn't "man up" and beat anyone or even leave in some glorious escape.

He got lowered down in a basket and gapped it. 

I'm wondering if this is where God often meets us, in our weakness, where we aren't strong, where we don't have power.

When we first meet Paul he is persecuting Christians, having them thrown in jail, overseeing their execution, and now he's getting lowered in a basket so he can run away.

Jesus called us;

To be peacemakers 

To love our neighbours

To welcome the stranger

To serve the least

To feed the hungry

To forgive

Let's just follow Him. 

#Corinthians 

#metinweakness

#followJesus