The Real Me

Who am I? Sometimes I think I know and sometimes I feel its a mystery. Inside, I want to be the one who shouts out without hesitation that I am a child of God! Yet, there are some days when sin slithers in and crumbles whatever wall of strength I believed I'd built. I know in my mind and my heart that I am truly a child of God, but I also know that I'm so unworhty as is all of the human population. But sometimes the knowledge of my sins make me question everything about myself. I know that I'm forgiven and I also know that I was born a sinner, but that knowledge doesn't always bring comfort to my soul. I want to be blameless and a light unto this world, but at times (most times) I feel so insignificant and have no idea about what I could possibly have to offer this world in a way that would bring glory to God. I'm me. Insignificant me. Full of sin me. And yet, I know that it is people like me that our Father uses to bring a light into this world. And then, it all makes perfect sense, I'm me, the me that God created.