I am a wretched sinner who snubs his nose at anyone in whom he can find fault, and I stand before a holy and perfect God who looks on the lowly with compassion that surpasses understanding. What an irony; the one who is in a pit can't find an ounce of compassion in himself for those in similar situations, yet the God who cannot look upon sin would give it all to see us made free and whole. What else could possibly be worth pursuing? Who else could possibly be worth serving? God, take away this heart of stone, this misguided and confused life and replace it with a passion of a love for You and for Your people.