M is for misgivings.
Mistakes. Myself. Missteps. Marred.
Ever doubt anything? Just anything. Purpose, career, capabilities. Of course. Who doesn’t, right? Who doesn’t occasionally get to the point of questioning where one is at and why? I’ve learned a lot the past year about the self-righteousness in the belief in self-sufficiency. Man, I get so darn frustrated with myself when I think I can do it all on my own and actually succeed. No wonder all the stumbling.
M is for molded in Him.
M is for the Messiah who has an intimate patience for a fool like me.
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