I admit.

I’m nervous.

I’m scared. I’m weak to my knees. It’s my genre. It’s my key. It’s the song that I sing. But I just can’t help it. 

I’m frozen and weak and fragile and nervous. 

So I look up, and stare at His eyes. Then, I see the light. 

Indeed, everything may seem pitch black and hopeless but He is the light to every man. 

I trust in Him for I know that it is not I who will work but it is He who will work in me. :)