Walking through the mud

It irritates me how weak I am at times.

That in this long a drawn out battle within me, it takes a 30 secs of weakness to pull down what seems like weeks of work.

Am I leaning on my own strength again? Methinks I am.

Guilt and that sense of "mud on me" easily drives a wedge between me and God, between me and grace.

Dear Lord,

I'm sorry.
I know you've given me all the strength and tools I need to overcome.
I know that you love me and I disappoint you each time I fail.
I want to walk in your light, depend on your word.
Help me cast down the old me, to live and walk in you each moment of my life.
Help me get beyond this inner barrier, that I may touch the world beyond for you.

Amen.

Grace... indeed.