I don’t know exactly how it happened. I really don’t. Some how it got a hold of me and won’t let go. I am in the pit.
He is tormenting me, and telling me I am a failure.
He is confusing me.
He is trying to drown me.
I will get out! You can’t have me! My flesh is weak, But, my God is SO strong. He loves me and won’t forsake me. I will deny your words Satan, and cling to what I know is true.
I know I fail, yes, I know I could have done things better. But, God is going to use my failures for His victory, and there is no stopping God’s will.
I trust God, even when my flesh is not feeling it. I am not feeling it right now. I want to crawl in a hole, I want to beat myself up, I want to submit to what a failure I am. But, I know that is not what God says about me. I know that He will rescue me.
I will stand on His truth. I will believe that His grace is sufficient.
I will seek His face, and ask Him to lead me. I will stop trying to figure it all out on my own, I will stop worrying. I will do what I have to do to make things right.
The fight won’t be easy, it isn’t easy. I’m weak.
Take my pride Lord, please take it. Somehow this pride has hidden itself. I believed it was gone, but it remains, and I don’t want it.
Take the guilt Lord, take it from me, I know it’s not from you.
Please Lord let me humbly accept your gifts.