I like to eat more than I like to lift weights.
I feel inadequate so I procrastinate for fear of failure. And I fail because I procrastinate.
I express my emotions freely, which science tells me isn't normal for a guy.
I sound like a girl on the phone.
I'm ashamed of my ACT score.
I wear a shirt when I swim for fear of judgment.
I take the littlest criticisms to heart.
I can't dance and I don't play and instrument.
I have been to some dark places.
I struggle with how God could love...me.
I, like every person on the face of this earth, struggle with hidden (or not so hidden) insecurities.
But I want to tell you I'm not defined by my shortcomings.
I want to tell you that God is living and active in my life.
He has not exploded all my insecurities; He's given me hope in light of all my human frailties.
There is not one–not one single fault that has kept me from God's love.
And there is not one single inadequacy that will keep me from growing in His grace and knowledge.
I am being tried by fire, but I'm not walking alone.
We are never promised easy in this life, but we are guaranteed Him and His provision, if we would only surrender ourselves to God.
This is for Christians who, like me, often find themselves stuck in the mire of superficiality.
We are broken people held together by an amazing God, fallen people now lifted up by the Holy Spirit, a once lost people now led by our Good Shepherd, Jesus Christ.
I'm not perfect, but I'm hopefilled.
And for that I can only say, “Thank you God”!