I haven’t blogged in a while because I have been a bit depressed. I have been feeling that my life is insignificant. When I die, no one will notice. Sometimes I even wish for death. Everything I have ever tried to do has resulted in failure. I wasn’t a good daughter. I wasn’t a good mother. I am not a good friend. I am not really good at anything. Success for me is like a mirage of an oasis. My life is worthless, right?
Today’s message in The Upper Room slapped me right in the face. God gave me a little shake and told me to pay attention. I realized that it is a sin to think that my life is insignificant. I was crafted with love by the Greatest Artist there is – our Heavenly Father. I don’t know what my purpose is. I don’t know if I will be remembered when I am gone. But I do know that God crafted me as an individual, and it is a pain to him for me to think that is insignificant.
I beg forgiveness for my sins and hope that I can approach each day with a better attitude. Thank you, God, for giving me life and renewing my spark.