It's just me

Hey, God,
it's just me,
Sherrie.
You know that,
right?
So why do you want to use
insignificant me
to shine your light
after all I've been told,
been led to believe
was the real me.
I have no gifts,
I am not special.
I am too sensitive,
I cry too much, too easily,
and, o, yes, I'm weak,
even though I'm taller than them all,
which, by the way, Lord,
makes me feel even more like a geek.
It's just me,
Sherrie.
Why use me?

ISAIAH 55:8-9

"FOR MY THOUGHTS ARE NOT YOUR THOUGHTS,

NEITHER ARE YOUR WAYS MY WAYS,"

DECLARES THE LORD.