When we are powerless to do a thing, it is a great joy that we can come and step inside the ability of Jesus

If God sends us on strong paths, we are provided strong shoes.

The real sin lay in thinking that any power to help and transform came from me. Of course it was not my wholeness, but Christ's that made the difference.

Wherever she was, at work, in the food line, in the dormitory, Betsie spoke to those around her about His nearness and His yearning to come into their lives. As her body grew weaker, her faith seemed to grow bolder. And sick call was "such and important place, Corrie! Some of these people are at the threshold of heaven!

I became the first licensed woman watchmaker in Holland. And

Apparently I looked strong enough for harder work; I was told to report to the Phillips factory.

Three times, he said, he had begged God to take away his weakness, whatever it was. And each time God had said, Rely on Me.

The truth blazed like sunlight in the shadows of Barracks 28. The real sin I had been committing was not that of inching toward the center of a platoon because I was cold. The real sin lay in thinking that any power to help and transform came from me. Of course it was not my wholeness, but Christ's that made the difference.

Three years after Mama's death, I became the first licensed woman watchmaker in Holland.

Always when I say that I am not able, I get the same answer from the Lord. He says, "I know you can't. I have known it already a long time. I am glad now you know it for yourself for now you can let Me do it." "All right, Lord, You do it," I said. And surely the Lord did.

The strongest man is not the one who lifts the most weight but the one who has the most faith.

Our fears matter. Because ultimately, our fears show how we're relying on our own efforts and not trusting in our Savior. The truth is we—you and I and everyone—are always inadequate. We're never enough. We're always weak.