The spiral I had entered into was this: What if I fail? What if I am not enough for this work? Adding weight to all that was the familiar whisper from the dark: I am worthless. I’d been walking around with this vague, undefined heaviness. If it had been a conscious thought, I would have immediately fought it and chosen the truth: God is enough for me. God chooses the least qualified so He gets the glory. I don’t have to measure up.
