Especially when I realize that my talents and character and all the things that I pride myself on are nothing more than dust.
My talents fail me. My character fails me. My thoughts--my very flesh--it will always, always fail me. I can not rely on myself.
I can rely on my God. I can rely on the fact that day after day, no matter where I am, what I'm doing, He will be there, right next to me. He will always be the one taking my hand and helping me up, leading me over mountains and through the deep recesses of the earth.
And even better, when I am feeling weak and terrified and am worrying that what I am about to do will fail me, He gives me His voice. He gives me His strength. He gives me His hands, and His feet, and His heart.
And when I feel like I'm being attacked, like life is getting too hard, he steps in carries me. He rides the heavens to help me. And He promises to do it again, and again, and again...
Because He loves me.
Jesus, YOU are worthy. Take my life and let it be used for Your glory. Take all of me, everything, my faults and my failures and my joys and my strengths. And Jesus... run with it. Shape me. Create, and re-create, and chisel away, and bring forth your sweet fragrance in my heart, in my life.
Because I love you.
And I desire more.
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