My greatest fear is that I’ll disappoint you. That I’ll fall short of your esteem, that your trust in me will be in vain. It’s partially out of pride, partially people-pleasing, but more than that, it’s because I want to be good
I want to make you smile, to bring you joy, to ensure you can count on me.
And when I don’t, the worst punishment isn’t losing face—it’s losing favor. It’s seeing even the momentary flicker of hurt and knowing I caused it.
To disappoint means I’ve failed. I’m unworthy. I’m nothing.
But that is not what God says about me.
He calls me a good and faithful servant, His child in whom He is well pleased (Matt 25:23).
He forgives my iniquity, removes it to impossible lengths, and then forgets it (Heb 8:12).
He values me more than His own life; to Him, I’m everything (Phil 2:6-11; Rom 5:8).
And either I believe that, or I don’t.
Will I disappoint you?
Probably. Almost guaranteed.
Will I disappoint Him?
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