Lord, while I get angry and frustrated and just spill the beans so often with You, pouring out my aching heart, You are ever grace-filled, continually pouring into my efforts, and I thank You for choosing me to get to see this miracle of Grace each day. I would not have chosen me because I would have looked at my weaknesses and denied these blessings. But You, You are more than enough to make up what I lack. I'm sorry, My Lord, for looking at myself in my times of feeling inadequate and asking You why You chose me. It has never been about me. I have holes. I'm missing pieces. I lack. It's You who are great. It's through my "holes" and "missing pieces", though my lack, that You so clearly shine. Shine on, Lord. Shine as much as you want. And ignore me when I feel like I can't go on. Just ignore me. My exhaustion speaks not from my heart. My heart knows that You have my hands, and just as a child swings over the puddles while holding their parents' hands, You too will lift me, lest I fall.
Isaiah 40:31New International Version (NIV)
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but those who hope in the Lord
will renew their strength.
They will soar on wings like eagles;
they will run and not grow weary,
they will walk and not be faint.