At my core, I am a terrible, wicked person. I have the capacity to do the worst things possible. I can destroy feelings, relationships, and things that are meant to be sacred. I am a sinner, corrupt and vile.
Jesus died on the cross and forgave me of what’s deep inside me. He loves me despite the darkness that lives inside of me, and He is helping me to overcome that. I still fail, but He is sovereign, gracious, forgiving, and merciful.
Am I awesome? No, but He is, and He chose to live in me. Anything good you see in me is only because He chose to redeem me from myself. I’m sorry if I fail you. I’m not perfect because I have forgiveness; I just keep trying to do the best I can. I won’t dwell on the negative; it’s time to move on.