im scared
scared of where your taking me, scared of what your making me, afraid that i wont measure up. help me God my flesh so desires to be in front of people it wants...i want the praise of man more than i want your acceptance.forgive me Lord. i know your changing me, i asked you to. i am scared of change. what if i dont like the new me? what if no one else does either? Lord, help me realise (or is it realize i can never spell that word right) that my humor and charisma is nothing more than a tool for your glory. help me disappear. i was talking to someone last night who said that she is intimidated by christian guys. she finds it hard to open up to them. would she find it hard to talk to you? you are my example make me like you no matter what it takes!
4:34 p.m. - 2002-02-06
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