There are those minutes I find myself letting that enemy get into my heart...
I'm not good enough
I don't measure up
But I know that its not about that, the Lord has saved me and I live for him, but sometimes the flesh gets in the way.
I am far from perfect, but if we are honest with ourselves we are all far from perfect aren't we?
How is perfection defined anyway, because I certainly do not want the type of perfection that is described in earthy terms, no I desire for something more.
To live for the Lord and that is what I try to do.
I admit I falter from time to time, but he always reaches out when I need him.
I pray, I cry out and he hears my cries.
When no one else is around he is.
Copyright Michelle R Kidwell
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