I was reading some previous journal entries in, well, my journal today. Everything I've written lines up with the same topic: fear. This is a prayer I wrote and I wanted to share it with you, my friends.
Father, You know me. Heck, You created this 'thing'. But even though everyday I see this 'thing' of imperfect-ness, You don't view me as a 'thing'. No, I am Your princess! And because You know and understand me, You know how much I struggle. Despite my laziness, my excuses, my fear, doubt, and whatever else is getting in the way of EVERYTHING You're calling me to, You know its hard for me. Please help me Lord. Change my heart and turn me around. You do know my (confused) heart. And my motives. Help me to see this life as my only true chance of doing Your work. Help the fear I struggle with. I need You're supernatural power in my life. Even though I tell everyone, "You don't understand!", its great to know that You do. How? I don't know.
You know me God. There are things I don't really like about myself. Help me to know the difference between knowing when I need to change myself, and when I need to accept myself. I want to love me. Plain, old, simple me. My potter, You have formed and fashioned me. I am still the clay, and You're not done molding me are You? You're still forming me. Although I yell, "Ouch!" once in a while, (okay, all the time) I want to have full confidence in knowing You need to do that in order to make me into a young lady You meant me to be."
