and even when my humaness gets in the way and I try to make it about me, I end up failing miserably.
It truly is not about me. And despite my occasional princess outbursts, it still is not about me.
Truth be known it's not really about you either. You may try to make it about you, and I may try to make it about you, but somewhere in the mix the focus changes again.
Sometimes I'd like it to be about you, just to prove that it's still not about me.
But ultimately it's about Him. What He wants. What He desires. What He's destined.
One day I'll get it. And live it. And it won't just be words out of my mouth, but the very things that I do right from my heart.
ps:"you" is not you...or anyone in particular who's reading this.