H is for Humble
One day recently I found myself doing more than my usual quota of airhead blunders. (Chemotherapy took the straight blond hair from my outside, but couldn't change my inside. That remains as blond as ever.) Humiliation has a way of making you feel humble.
The next day I heard someone giving glory to God for something that He and I were secret co-conspirators in doing. The God of the universe involved an airhead like me to show Himself to another person and receive glory for the wonder of His faithfulness. How humble of Him! And how humbling for me.
I bless you to experience the humbling of being used, in spite of your human limitations, to bring glory to the King of the Universe. And may you sense His pleasure in it.