God, I think of how good I could make Christians look if . . .
They saw me get up early to pray each morning,
If they saw I was completely pure with the girls I date, protecting their hearts,
If I would never drink or smoke,
If they saw me as the best worker at my job, being on time and the only one that didn’t ever read personal emails at work...
My dear God, what would be more beautiful than a puff-chested, chin-raised Ross, would be if in every situation you humbled ME, to show them the mercy and compassion you have on the fallen. If all the faces could turn from my Sunday fashion show, and and see an eternal plan powerful enough to redeem a failure. What a relief it would be not to have to hold up what they expect me to be, and instead I could just be happy with being looked upon by Your proud eyes, as all the rest ignored me for another possible glimpse of you.