Tonight I feel like this little turtle, ready to pull everything in and stay safe inside my shell. The well-worn whisper that there must be something wrong with me - it's the only explanation of why I feel like such a loser, why I feel like I have nothing to offer anyone, why I feel alone. There is more to the story as the title suggests.....tonight was all about serving, taking the lowliest position...you know that whole idea of dying to self....and here I am crying, "What about me???" Not only am I self-focused and juvenile, but the pain of failure to Him, who never failed me, hurts more than I can bear.... But the story will continue....Faith...Failure....Fear...Faith I need to find my way back to Faith
