Being born in a Christian home does not make you a Christian.
Worry and anxiety are sand in the machinery of life; faith is the oil.
Where sin has abounded in me, Grace now much more abounds in me. I live by that 'much more.'
When you pray, you begin to feel the sense of being sent.
We are personalities in the making, limited, and grappling with things too high for us. Obviously we, at very best, will make many mistakes, but these mistakes need not be sins.
Life is supplied with a basic adequacy.