I feel unresolved. And I seek resolution.
I feel unfinished. And I seek a smooth finish.
I feel unloved. And I seek love.
I feel unworthy. And I seek the peace of wholeness.
I feel imperfect. And I seek the glory of divinity.

I am.
And that’s enough.
I am, today, as I am.
And I am growing.
And tomorrow will care for itself.
As I grow, learn, am slowly perfected, in grace.