What have I done?

Sitting wondering, pondering, asking questions--insurmountable questions of love & penitence; long suffering & grace. When I'm in this place, this room I call my sanctuary I try to fathom the face of God; I try to fathom the depth of God's love for all of humanity. I'm so undeserving of God's time, of God's hands. Still I wonder, what have I done that mimics Jesus Christ?