Do I fear who I am, deep inside? Yet I am who you made me to be — how can this be a mistake?
When I speak, let my voice ring. When I labor, let my limbs be strong. When I walk, let my steps carry me far.
As I roam these lands, let me listen inside for your voice, planted inside me. You live in me, Lord, let me embrace the power you already have instilled.
(Letter #3747)
Daily Letters to God 