Completely and utterly humbled is my current state of being. Lord, you chose me? Jesus, why me? I am not worthy. I'm glad, but not worthy to be such a vessel for you. Was it necessary that I screw it up? Was the sin a known occurrence from the beginning and you knew I'd pull through? Did you look at Satan and say go ahead my girl's got this one in the end? I do not surmise as much, I can only hope you look upon me with as much confidence as you had in Job. I can only strive to be such a servant who loves you and follows you despite his world crumbling. I do not ask for it by no means. I do not wish for it by any measure. Hear me out on this one; all I say is "wow" thank you Lord for once again giving me a way out. Thank you for the door away from temptation, the passage way open to resist further evil. That's maybe why I feel so humbled. To hear another say that she is making choices for good, for God, for the truth because of my example; neigh, because of You living in and through me. To hear her broken hearted and relieved words that she is seeing the light after being so long clouded in darkness and despair, for this I sit dumbfounded that You would choose me. Humble. No other word describes it. Humbled. Present, past, and future. Humbling. Your plan, Your voice, Your child's declaration.
Completely and utterly humbled. 100%.
