Not Ashamed: I Worship Jesus Christ

Tears pooled. A lump formed in my throat. In that instant, the enemy ambushed my heart.

I’d lost sight of who I worship.

Because the words of praise gnawed at me. Why all the glory and honor for her? I celebrated alongside her. But secretly I felt overlooked. Shoved further away from the spotlight.

Unsolicited thoughts snuck up on me. Drumroll, please. Everyone lift her up! 

I cringe at such ugliness. It’s hard to confess. Embarrassing.

But the spotlight was never intended for me. The Lord reminded me of the words He’d stirred in my soul.

If I can’t lay down my own glory, Jesus will never get His.

Surrendered Worship

“Lord, haven’t I taken this class before? Glory belongs to you alone. Will this be an endless struggle? A spiritual handicap to overcome?”

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