Sometimes it really, *really *hurts to discover that you’re as fragile as you truly are - to look inside and see so much sin and brokenness. It’s a moment for true humility, but it can also be a moment for despair. Pride does not go easily into the night.
Thankfully I have a Lord who loves me, who gives Himself to me, and who can be my strength during my greatest weaknesses.
Thankfully I have a Mother who applies the strongest astringent to my wounds - for though it may sting a little, the infection dies and she pats me on the head and sends me on my way with a loving reminder to be careful next time.
Lord, have mercy on me, a sinner.