For those gripped with insecurities, I invite you to "Break Free!" http://writin4him.blogspot.com/2011/09/break-free.html
It’s only when the top stops spinning that it lays idle and of little interest; spent like a dormant heart with nothing to give. Where’s the grace in idle hands or hope held tight behind silent lips?
You are the salt of the earth. But if the salt loses its saltiness,
how can it be made salty again? It is no longer good for anything,
except to be thrown out and trampled by men.