Forever His

I keep throwing all of these tantrums because things don’t go my way. The whole time God is trying to say to me, “Trust me, Kayleigh. I know what’s best. It’s for my glory.” And I’m sitting over here saying, “I’ll do it, God. But I don’t have to like it. I want it to be for Your glory, but let me get the attention I want from it.”

I’m stupid. And a bad daughter of the King. And He still loves me. And I don’t get it.

Amazing Grace, how sweet the sound
That saved a wretch like me.