Here I am again on the backside of yet another week and it once again feels as if the week just started. Where does the time go? Last week, at least I had an excuse as a stomach virus invaded my body causing me to lose half of my week to fever, nausea, and overall fatigue. But I made it through and not by my own strength, but by Gods grace alone. It was yet another lesson on how our weakest moments shine a light on the reality of God’s grace and strength in our lives.So here I am at the end of another week, wondering how I can possibly get a grip on time and all the tasks that lie before me. I am very busy—good busy, but it can be trying. With already 5 speaking engagements under my belt, (a few of those were hours away in North Jersey and I just got back Wednesday), I still have one tonight (Thursday) at church in Ocean City and then it’s back to North Jersey for a weekend event at the Palisadium. Lots of miles on the car and a potential energy drain to the body.So from last week to this week, I’m seeing how seven days without operating by God’s grace can make one weak. And that is why I am feeling strong right now to keep pressing forward—because I know that when my own strength runs out, that is where Gods strength begins.It’s not that I am running myself down to empty, but that I must remember to continue emptying myself in order for God to be the fuel that spills out plenty.