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> He Remembers That We Are Dust
>> For he knows how we are made. He remembers that we are dust.

Occasion: When I'm disappointed in myself

Lord, I expected better of myself.

I thought I would handle this differently.
I thought I had grown past this.
I thought by now I would be wiser,
steadier,
stronger.

Apparently not.

It is difficult to see myself clearly
without becoming either my defender
or my accuser.

You know what I am made of.
You know where I failed.
And You know the distance I have traveled,
the battles nobody else sees,
the places where I am still at work.

Keep me from making excuses.
But keep me also from turning disappointment
into contempt for myself.

I am dust,
and You have always known that ---
even if I had forgotten.

Show me what needs changing.
Help me make right what I can.
Then let me rise from this place
without pretending I never fell.

You have not mistaken me
for someone already finished.
Let's begin again.

Amen