A little over a month ago, I had my wisdom teeth removed; it didn’t exactly feel like the wisest thing to do as I suffered from a dry socket two days after the procedure. I had spent the day after surgery attempting to swallow mushy food and numbing the pain with medicine. On the following day though, my right side was still hurting a lot, I had an awful headache to go with it, and my stomach was upset because I was so hungry. I was feeling miserable as I drove to my local dentist to get the empty hole looked at. On my way into town, I kept thinking about how much I hate to be weak. I hate having to rely on someone else to get my kids to and from school and take them to daddy’s basketball game. I hate having to rely on pain medicine to make help me function. I hate having to rely on someone else to teach the lesson I designed for my students. I’m so much better at acting strong than at being weak. I only hoped that the dentist would confirm that I had a dry socket so that I didn’t feel like such a wimp. I needed validation that I, indeed, was dealing with something that should make me weak. The dentist confirmed that my pain was caused by a dry socket; after some nasty-tasting paste and a nap at home, I felt much more like my strong self. The dentist wasn’t the only one with a message for me that day, though. God was teaching me something about weakness. No, he doesn’t want me at home wallowing in self-pity when I feel weak, but He doesn’t intend for me to bear my weakness alone, either. 2 Corinthians 12: 9-10 says, “But he said to me, ‘My grace is sufficient for you, for my power is made perfect in weakness.’ Therefore I will boast all the more gladly about my weaknesses, so that Christ’s power may rest on me. That is why, for Christ’s sake, I delight in weaknesses, in insults, in hardships, in persecutions, in difficulties. For when I am weak, then I am strong.” God’s grace is sufficient for me. God’s grace provides people I love and trust to help with my kids; God’s grace provides medicine that helps heal pain; His grace provides me with a job that allows me to be gone so that I can rest and heal. I’m not always very good at accepting help. I have the same attitude as my two-year old, “I do it!” Though I lost my wisdom teeth, God has given me a little wisdom. It’s okay to ask for help and gratefully accept it. Help comes from God’s grace, and God’s grace is enough. In our weakest moments, He will provide. We can delight in those moments when Christ fills our weakness; He does so because He loves us.