I am tired of stumbling

I feel like I continually fall below the standards I hold for myself.
I am not running the race well, I can barely walk it.
It is not that the ground is too full of rocks, but rather that I have tried to step on the needles and lava, the deathly things that lie outside the path so long that I have maimed my feet.
They no longer know how to walk.
They are scarred, broken, bleeding.

So again I turn to You, the giver of all grace. To heal my brokenness, as only You can do.
To fix what I have messed up.
To clean the spots away, that I may run the race in a way in which reflects a desire for the prize.
You are good and faithful.
You are righteous and true
In You is justice, yet mercy.
In You in the way of life.

So Lord, I ask of You again, please grab my hand and teach me how to walk, and then run, the path You have set before me.
Teach these stumbling legs the sturdiness of Your strength.
Allow these searching and hurting feet to find the firm way beneath them.

Lord, ever so faithful. I thank You.
You have pulled me from the fire, bandaged my wounds
and led me back to the track, pointed me in the right direction, and then held out Your hand to teach me to walk, that I might one day be able to run the race for You. For Your glory.
You are wonderful and I undeserving
You are merciful, gracious and I gladly receive the gifts of Your hand and Your majesty.

Lord, thank You
with love, to LOVE. Amen.