This past Sunday, one of our members shared a poem she wrote which was inspired by 2 Corinthians 12:9.

the most necessary part

i wear weakness dripping
from my fingertips—
like this   failure
that I can’t quite shake 

aching
at my own inadequacies
screaming at the parts of me
that don’t quite fit

into place, as if
You fill resentfully
the gaps in me
i should have fixed

but what if this
weakness is  not lack
but the space in which
You act, shaping

more out of less-than
as You shaped
life out of death,
and what if 

in trying to be less
of a liability  i erase
the very place in me
in which 

You shape new creation
grace taking shape in
the negative space
as if this weakness is

the most necessary
part of me.