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I guide my path. I am.I live through my own volition.

Dear God;

Why do you consider me weak? Why do you believe me to not be able to guide myself? I am not blind. My flesh is of spirit. When I am wrong, I find out why. You do not tell me, or I will learn nothing. Do you wish me to live dumb and blind?

You gave me the power of choice, yet you wish for my freedom as your own. When I depend on you, I become weak. I will not be able to choose my own path without falling. You make me individually weak, and give me the false strength through you. When things get tough, it is a test of my strength without you. Without conditioning, my strength will wither.

I persevere through my own self. I prove to be my guiding example, for I am fallible, and therefore, admirable. There is no pride except strength. Strength breeds arrogance, fallibility diminishes it. Fallibility breeds strength.