I know I'm a little slow, a little stupid, but my mama didn't raise no fool. My eyes play tricks on me and my heart does somersaults. I've been duped and down that path before. I fall and I fall hard. I get back up and dust myself off, convincing myself that victory is only a decision away.

I trust in mankind and make my flesh my strength; I get a little anxious when I see draught and I cease to yield the fruit I know I should. My heart is more deceitful than all else, and it is desperately sick; who can understand it? Jeremiah 17.5,8,9

I stand and shake my fist at the enemy, swearing I won't budge and he can't make me; crumbling at the first sight of forbidden fruit. I am a person who likes to be swayed, a person who likes to be wooed, a person who likes to be coddled in tangible arms with tangible promises. I am a person who is human. I am a person who loses sight of promises and commandments.

But I am a person of faith. I am a person who messes up and can't always see the obedient path needing to be walked. But I am a person of pilgrimage and destination. I am a person of waylaid dreams and false fortunes. But I am a person of content joy and heavenly riches. I am a person who forgets her Father and betrays her Savior. But He is a person of unceasing forgiveness and everlasting kindness.

Long my imprisoned spirit lay
Fast bound in sin and nature's night;
Thine eye difused a quickening ray
I woke, the dungeon flamed with light;
my chains fell off, my heart was free,
I rose went forth and followed Thee

No condemnation now I dread;
Jesus, and all in Him, is mine
Alive in Him, my living Head,
and clothed in righteousness divine,
Bold I approach the eternal throne
And claim the crown through Christ my own!