THE GLASS
I feel unworthy my God
of your love.
I feel unworthy my Lord
to do things from above.
I am scared to do what
You have called me for.
I fear my clumsiness will
cause them to close the door.
I'm unsure what tommorow
has in store for me.
I guess I must trust in
You and just beleive.
I was called by You
to such lofty hieghts,
still, I want to serve You
and love You with all my might.
As my future comes
ever so near,
I know in You my path
becomes clear.
So i will follow my Jesus
all of my days.
You are my purpose, my life
and my way.
And I won't worry about
"not knowings" and "can't do's"
because Your grace will overflow me,
and YOU will shine through.
So in the end, all
they will see
Is a piece of glass
showing You, not me.
thanks for reading -May