As for those who were held in high esteem—whatever they were makes no difference to me; God does not show favoritism—they added nothing to my message.
You, Lord, do not look at things that we look at, nor are You impressed with the things that impress the world. We look at the outward appearance, but You look at the heart. Forgive me when I am more concerned with the face I show to the world than with the heart I present to You. Tear down my facade, Father, so that I can share my real self with You.