Psalm 34:1-10 NRSV
I will bless the Lord at all times; his praise shall continually be in my mouth. My soul makes its boast in the Lord; let the humble hear and be glad. O magnify the Lord with me and let us exalt his name together. I sought the Lord, and he answered me, and delivered me from all my fears. Look to him, and be radiant; so your faces shall never be ashamed. This poor soul cried, and was heard by the Lord, and was saved from every trouble. The angel of the Lord encamps around those who fear him and delivers them. O taste and see that the Lord is good; happy are those who take refuge in him. O fear the Lord, you his holy ones, for those who fear him have no want. The young lions suffer want and hunger, but those who seek the Lord lack no good thing.

A LITURGY FOR THOSE FEARING FAILURE[1]
Douglas Kaine McKelvey

I come to you, O Christ, in dismay, fearing I might fail in what is now before me.

Ah, Christian, if you would truly serve your Maker, in whatever capacity or vocation, is it not necessary for your own good, and for the good of the kingdom of God, that you would sometimes be met with such fear and dismay?

But how could such a besetting fear ever be for my good, or for the good of God’s eternal kingdom?

Under the Spirit’s tutelage, such fears might become messengers of grace, revealing to you only what was true all along: in yourself you do not have the strength or the wisdom or the ability to accomplish the task to which you are called. Apart from the Spirit of God breathing life into your incomplete and sin-tainted efforts, apart from the Father blessing and multiplying your inadequate offerings, apart from your Lord meeting you in your stumbling attempts at faithfulness, no good work will come to fruition, no achievement will endure, no lasting benefit will come of your labors. And so you must come repeatedly to the end of trust in your own strength, child, that you might avail yourself again and again of his strength.

Then let my fears of failure drive me, O Lord, to collapse here upon your strong shoulders, and here to rest, reminded again that I and all your children are always utterly dependent upon you to bring to completion in and through us, the good works which you have prepared beforehand for us to do. It is not my own work that is before me now, but yours!

His Mercy is More
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If you have found this meditation helpful, take a moment and give thanks to God. Then share what you learned with a friend. This is how the grace of God spreads (2 Corinthians 4.15).

[1] McKelvey, Douglas Kaine. Every Moment Holy, Volume 1. Nashville: Rabbit Room Press, 2019, p. 229.