I don't have the wisdom of Solomon. I am not good at sitting at Jesus' feet like Mary. I have never walked on water like Peter and I don't know that I could praise you in chains like Paul. If I were put in Esther's position, Israel might have had a much different outcome. If you had asked me to take on Goliath I would have tried, but just to prove to everyone I could and I am sure my pride would have turned that into a major fail! I feel like I fail way more then I win and yet somehow, I still feel like you can use this mess of a life for your glory. You are the God who created billions of stars and know the number of grains of sand, yet you love me like a father and you hold my life in your hands. These present trials and struggles don't escape your eye. You saw this day long before I was born. And somehow, in this valley, I hear you whisper, "I choose you, I love you." You love me for me and in spite of me. You know my flaws and failures and yet, you still choose me. In my own strength nothing I will ever do will be good enough, but through You and in You, I can do anything You will me to do! So in this moment, I sit here with my hands open and say to You I surrender my life, my all to You and Your will. I may not be Ruth and the Proverbs 31 women may be out of my reach, but I know my life is Yours and that You will do with it what you like.
April
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