All those times I feel pathetic and useless,
Just because I got fooled by the devil again,
Fallen into one of his filthy traps.
All those times I was ashamed of myself,
And couldn’t meet the eyes of my Father,
Disgusted that I had failed once again.
All those times, If I only knew,
I wasn’t attacked cause I was weak but because I was valuable,
They didn’t come after me time and again cause I was easy,
But because they couldn’t risk letting me escape,
For my impact stretched beyond timelines.
When they spewed nothing but lies all day long,
Hoping that I would believe them to be true and succumb to my fears and fail.
All those times,
I was a Jar of clay with treasures from beyond this galaxy.
They knew, oh my enemies knew that so very well.
Well, now I do too! For the devil only attacks what is valuable.
With the Holy Spirit beside me, I have got nothing to worry about.
7 But we have this treasure in jars of clay to show that this all-surpassing power is from God and not from us. 8 We are hard pressed on every side, but not crushed; perplexed, but not in despair; 9 persecuted, but not abandoned; struck down, but not destroyed.
2 Corinthians 4:7-9 NIV