A man of few words

I may not have the most thoughtful words to say or live my life the most holy way, but I try my best to do everything I do to please God. If what I'm doing is just white noise to Him and to others around me, then what's the point? God doesn't care about theatrics or the show or any stupid formula. He just wants my heart, so that's what I'll give him. I'm not gonna try and weasel my way or try to talk him into following my plan, but I'm simply going to surrender to him. And that ultimately means that I'm gonna let him take over. For this life I have is not my own, and I'm not living for my sake anymore. I'm not doing this for me. I'm doing this because I have been set free from the captivity of sin. I'm doing this because I no longer am bound by the chains of oppression and worldly trials, but my god lives inside of me. He loves me. He loves me so much. And it's hard for me to even fathom sometimes because I don't even know what I did to deserve his love. I am not the best candidate for him at all. By no means. I have my flaws. I don't always follow the law. I sometimes go above the speed limit. I sometimes curse when I don't have to. But I am not defined by my sins. I'm not confined by them. I am a new creation bought by the blood of the lamb. And I'm going to be the very best man that I can. And I'm going to work hard at trying to be on God's side. I'm not shy and Im not trying to hide. I follow god and him alone. One foot in front of another and hopefully I won't trip along the way and I'll know the right things to say and pray and all that crap, but God is going to take me all the way. Through him I am whole. Because of his love, I am a new soul.