Sometimes I feel depressed and in those times, if I take a moment to consider instead of reacting to my feelings I realize that it’s my focus that’s not right. My place, my purpose is to be a self-cognizant creation; one who isn’t self-reliant and one designed to heap praise on a being more worthy than I. My feelings come from forgetting my place in the universe and focusing on things I cannot change.
My life is for God’s glory. Whether I fail or not, it’s for God’s glory. Whether I choose to show the courage and stupidity to stand before things that look like giants or even if I man up and actually stand before more powerful beings, the outcome is not my own. The battles that matter to me, to others and to God are His to fight. I’m a bumbling idiot who would choose things that would kill me and waste my time and focus but God whispers peace to me and reminds me of what David said; the battle is the Lord’s (I Samuel 17:46-47). God is longsuffering, He is glorious and majestic and it only seems like failure to me because I don’t have the lifespan, experience and vision to see His plan.