inferiology

Grace gives me no license to feel superior

Love gives me no reason to feel inferior

But feelings are confusing

How should I feel

Towards myself?

How highly ought I to think of myself?

Shall I place you on a pedestal in my mind?

Thoughts are confusing

And I don’t know what to think

About you

There is failure in comparison

Of attempting and hoping

To measure up

There is doubt and there is longing

There is fear and there is depression

To compare is to fail

To fail is human

God help me see

The only comparison is You

You are the measuring stick of perfection

And my incompleteness will never add up to Your glory

But you take me

And clothe me in grace 

Grace is simple

Grace is power

Grace is true

In the midst of confusion

Thoughts and feelings

Mixing chaos

Your grace gives me license to stand confident

To speak of hope

To act in love

I am confident in You 

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