God, I have let you down.

Have you ever said that? I bet we all have. I was sitting in chapel this morning (I'm in seminary, by the way, if you're wondering why I was in chapel) and two men began a skit where God and Man have a conversation about being His masterpiece. "I don't feel like Your masterpiece," he said, "a Picasso, maybe, but definitely not a masterpiece." God reaches for his hammer and chisel and begins to chip away at all the pieces of our lives that are not of Him: pride, anger, lust, apathy. Then, the man looks God in the eye, lowers his head and says, "I just feel like I have let you down..." In a moment of defeat, of loss, the man looks up to see his Creator smile and say, "You were never holding me up."

In those times of defeat, how comforting is it to remember that we were never what holds God up.