Dear Jesus,

I’m sorry for all the times I fail you.

I’m sorry for all the times I fail to represent you.

I’m sorry that I open my mouth without words of your love and light.

I’m sorry that sometimes I keep my mouth shut out of fear although you want me to speak up.

I’m sorry that I easily forget that you’re my strength.

I’m sorry that on some days, I do not stand out from the crowd.

I’m sorry that often I do not humble myself.

I’m sorry that I put myself before you.

I’m sorry that on some days I think I’m a better Christian than someone else.

I’m sorry that sometimes I do not see the plank in my eye or I even dare to ignore it.

I’m sorry that I ask you to lead me and decide to take another road when yours doesn’t please me.

I’m sorry that I leave your side and try to live on my own.

I’m sorry that I wonder how Judas could betray you, how Peter could deny you, how Thomas could ask to see your wounds while I myself am not any better.

I still dare to say that I love you.

Even if this will cost my life someday.

I’m yours. Fully yours.