Unlike a Giant

While many feel strong and famous, unafraid of life, unafraid of any consequences, I stand here feeling small and weak, unable to move or act.  Unlike a giant among an army of tiny men,  I tremble.  I am one of the tiny men; a miniature soldier with a toy sword.  However, as I think about it, I don't know if I ever want to feel like the "Goliath".  Maybe being the "David" isn't such a bad thing after all.  Only as David can I see a small rock become a missile in my hand.  As the miniature soldier, at the end of the day, I can only look to heaven and say "thank you".  Only as the tiny man can I look to days of dependence and surrender; that through my feebleness the world may know there is a God.