My proud little soul is then tempted to recoil from prayer out of a misguided sense of shame. Yet, the Lord keeps calling it back to Him, although it's unworthy. Or if there's anything it deserves is eternal damnation, for there is where it'll end up if it is to follow my ways. But its hope is in His mercy and in His love for such a brat.
As I hesitantly lay my soul before Him, I await for His command. Although I am not always faithful, He always is faithful.