An inspiring prayer

Yesterday, I was feeling a bit down, so out of sheer....well, frustration I guess, I went ballistic and started writing on my wall with chalk. I found myself writing Psalm 139:13,"I am fearfully and wonderfully made; marvelous are Thy works and that my soul knoweth right well." It's like....at points, it's hard for me to realize that I am fearfully and wonderfully made. Like...I forget that the Lord created me how He wanted to make me or something. And...when I complain, basically I'm shouting out to the Lord, "Hey, I don't like the way You made me. Now I'm stuck trying to figure out how to make myself look different.", rather than, "Lord, I will PRAISE You because You have made me wonderfully." or something like that. And I also wrote the fighter verse of my life, Philippians 4:13, "I can do all things through Christ who strengthens me." Then, I thought about an inspiring prayer I read about while looking for diaries on Thursday, hence the title of my post. I think it's sorta sad that it's known for alchoholic recovery people. I think it is very inspiring for everybody. It is also known as the Serenity Prayer, and I wrote it on my wall. It goes like this:
God grant me the serenity to accept the things I cannot change;
courage to change the things I can;
and wisdom to know the difference.
Living one day at a time;
Enjoying one moment at a time;
Accepting hardships as the pathway to peace;
Taking, as He did, this sinful world as it is, not as I would have it;
Trusting that He will make all things right if I surrender to His Will;
That I may be reasonably happy in this life and supremely happy with HimForever in the next.Amen.

And then on Friday I played at Hope Academy in Minneapolis. It went REALLY well! And I really enjoyed it. Apparently, the kids did too, which made me really happy. One girl was like, "If you become famous, will you remember me? My name is.....*I forgot her name*" but it was SO SWEET! And if some lady ever comes up to me thirty years from now IF the Lord works it out where I am a concert pianist and asks me do I remember her, I WILL. I mean, I remember her face...just not her name. Anyway, that was encouraging. Well, this is long. Later,