Funny how Monday was the biggest joy boost I've gotten in awhile, and yet I'm writing a post about failing.
Lately, I've been feeling a little bit like I'm failing.
Failing at what?
Failing at listening. Failing at doing. Failing at taking opportunities. Failing at being bold enough.
Failing at being the little light in the world that I want to be.
Someone told me the other day (after an incident that shook me) that I was good.
All I wanted was to be better.
Monday night, I got the reminder that... My goodness? Has nothing to do with Gods goodness. I mean in the way that His goodness is not affected by my own. No matter how much I fail at listening, doing, taking opportunities and being the good in the world, He's still the same.
As if my wrong or right doings could change the goodness of the God of the universe.
No good that I do is out of my own goodness. It's all because of Him. Because *He* is good.
He prayed for boldness and obedience. And I held my hands out in receiving. Cause I could use a little bit of that.
Couldn't we all?
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