I feel so seen and cared for.

I really don’t deserve any of this…

Yet You give, and give, and give.

You take only what takes from me:

Stress. Earning. Jealously. Striving. Pretending.

Your opinion of me should be the only thing that matters, and yet I find myself longing for the approval of others.

Lord, please help me shed this desire.

Not only is it distracting…it’s destructive.

I want You, Lord.

I still compare and judge and “think I’m doing things right” with You.

I don’t want to do these things.

Please take them from me.

Use my flaws as Your divine tools to keep me humble, kneeling at Your feet.

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