Try

Today, like all Fridays, was my day to teach my dance classes, but this time it was different. My friend, Ava, needed someone to take over Jr Hip hop warm up and also teach the adult Hip hop class. She had been sick all week and was very weak. When I got the message I thought, "what!? I can't do that! I am not a Hip hop teacher! I can learn Hip hop but I CANNOT teach it." Needless to say, I did not want to do it, but my friend needed help, and I could not refuse. I said yes and waited with quaky knees for Friday to come. As you can see, Friday came and is almost gone. I now lay in bed thinking of how well the day went. Both classes went just fine. I did not have anything to worry about.
As I think about my attitude throughout the day, I cannot help but feel a little ashamed. I remember telling myself after I said yes to Ava that I could not believe that I was inadequate. I had to believe that I could teach the class. Not because I had the power, but because it was what God was calling me to do. He wanted me to help Ava. I was still nerves, but I was trying to trust him. At times that was hard, and that is why I felt guilty. Now that I can sit back, I am truly thankful that God does not give up on us even when we chose to not trust him. I am so weak at times, and all I can cry is, "have mercy on my, I am human." He does have mercy; he did not wait for us to get our act together before he came to earth to die for us. No, while we were in the deepest part of our shame he came and took our place. I still have hope for tomorrow, and so I will keep trying!