There’s a dollar-store end table down in my basement that says a lot about me.

I spent maybe $5 on it back in the 1980s, when I was looking for a little table to slip into a narrow space of the first home I bought.

I brought it home, pulled the pieces out of the box and, ignoring the instructions, began my assembly process.

When I was finished, I had pieces left and the legs wobbled. I took it apart and used the extra pieces. The legs still wobbled, and wouldn’t support the weight I had planned for it.

Determined to make it work my way or else, I made a trip to the hardware store and bought some small brackets and screws. I didn’t have the right screwdriver, so I made another trip and got one.

I didn’t have much luck with the brackets and screws. I thought I could make them tighter by using a hammer and pounding them in. I didn’t know my own strength, I suppose, because I managed to split one of the legs when I missed the screw and whacked the leg.

I made another trip to the hardware store and picked up an assortment of wood glue, Crazy Glue, and a clamp. That trip cost me more than $20.

I used a little bit of all of that mix and came up with a good for nothing wobbly $5 table with about $30 worth of screws, clamps and adhesive product.

It’s possible the table would have been wobbly if I had followed the instructions, but I’ll never know, because I didn’t.

I wore myself out, rushing in and trying all of my solutions.

I won’t say that 2021 has felt entirely like that wobbly table experience, because there have been plenty of good things which have happened to me. I might even include feeling pretty wobbly with a case of summer-time COVID among them.


Between checking my blood oxygen levels and temperature, as I massaged topical pain reliever into my bone joints, while I struggled to get in and out of bed, I kept remembering an old favorite song of mine, based on Isaiah 40:31. “But they who wait for the Lord shall renew their strength; they shall mount up with wings like eagles; they shall run and not be weary; they shall walk and not faint.”

The verse isn’t about physical weakness or weariness, for me, although I sang it a lot in my head during that time of fatigue. It speaks to my peace of mind and God’s faithfulness in all things when I wait on Him.

As I move into a new year, I’m not rushing in with resolutions or running away from what’s past. I’m waiting on the Lord, knowing His way is best. When I’m weak, He is strong. When I’m wobbly, waiting on Him steadies me. No additional hardware or glue required!