You not me.....

Lord, forgive me for not seeing me, the way you see me, for not allowing your voice to lead me, for sometimes being so loud I can’t even hear myself… I am fearfully and wonderfully made, no matter what another may think or see, feel or believe….about me. Your plan for me is beautiful. I want what you have for me. It is done, said, set, planted and just waiting to poke up from the soil, you so graciously cultivated in preparation, over and over...... now it's time to see the colors and smell the beauty of your hand in my life.... let your rain fall and your spirit lead... ♥