Unworthy

I am unworthy to be anything. I do not deserve anything. I am full of sin. My thoughts lead me under, into a life of sick sick dreams. Temptation around every corner. Succumbing more oft than not. What is the point in fighting if I do the same thing again, again and again. Why do I torture myself. “I need to better. I must fight on like a warrior standing against the enemy. I cannot fall. People depend on me. I must be good enough.” Fail, again. Doubting everything I’ve held onto in my life. Is there really a point to all this? Do I need to fight? Will anyone care if I just give up? Why should I stand strong in a world of sin? You know why. There is more. Someone stood for me first. Someone stood for you. Jesus. He faced the same temptations. He faced the same fight. He did not fail. He was perfect. Until the end when he took everything onto himself. Bloody sweat pouring down his face, tears running down his cheeks. Scared and alone at the end knowing what was to come. He could have said no, he could have given up. But he stood strong, alone. He did not give up. He kept fighting. All this for me. For you. He thought you deserved to be saved. You deserved to be fought for. You deserve to be forgiven. You deserve to be loved. He stood for you. Will you fight for him? He died for your sins. Will you live in purity for him? I am not perfect. I sin, I fall, I give in to temptation. But if I am worth the death of the son of god, then I will fight. And when I fall, I will get back up. Forgiven because of what Jesus did. Stand and fight. Jesus loves you.