I ask for grace not because I have failed, but because I am learning. Not because I am broken, but because I am human.
Give me grace for the moments I hesitate, when doubt whispers louder than confidence. Give me grace for the choices I second-guess, the paths I take slowly, the mistakes I make as I navigate my own becoming.
Give me grace when I am learning, stretching, growing in ways I cannot yet see. Give me grace when I am weary, when my best looks different than I hoped. Grant me the patience to honor where I am without rushing to where I think I should be.
Let grace find me in the spaces between expectations and reality, between effort and outcome, between who I was and who I am still learning to be.
I am not perfect, nor do I need to be. I am growing, stretching, evolving in ways unseen. So today, I give myself permission to breathe, to rest, to trust that even in the uncertainty, I am enough.