I am Here

How many times this week have I been reminded who I really am. I am not the cheerful girl that appears to have it all together. No I'm not the one who eagerly serves others. My conscious is not heeded as it should. I think I can do it all myself.
I can't.
Because I'm just a poor little sheep to dumb to even follow my Shepard. Too scared to do the things I ought. Just a lowly bawling little sheep. My brain may be small and feeble but I can remember one thing.

Grace.

Grace that covered my sin.
Grace that gave me strength.
Grace that brought me here.
Grace that will lead me on.

And because of the grace that will never end I will worship the One who Died to give me that grace.