GOD, I give you thanks for many things But most for being Me, As well as I can tell, Myself is what I'm meant to be. I might have been much more, perhaps a wise woman or a saint, But I'll not fret with vain regret I can't be what I ain't. I might have been much more, no doubt, But I'm all I've got, So I'll give thanks for what I am And not for what I'm not. Myself is what I'll try to be, Could I be this no more, I think that I would then be true, To all God meant for me.
I don't believe I would be here today if it were not for the love, the patience and the long-suffering of a wonderful God who just let me run out of all of my efforts until I had nothing but HIM.