He stepped out of the pool
and flexed his muscles
showing off his new physique.
I laughed at the results
of his creative bodybuilding
and his self-made muscles.
He's just a kid at play
so pretending to be strong
is an OK fun thing.
But . . . I wonder how many times
I've flexed my own self-made muscles
and have forgotten the source of my strength.
I should know better by now
but He is patient and reminds me
again and again of the truth:
He is my strength
and His power not my might
makes me more than a conqueror.
Through Him I can do all things
for when I have no strength left
His strength never fails.