There was a guy in our ministry some years back who was an athlete. He was gifted physically. Big guy. He grew up in a home with a father who continually called him dummy. He bought it. He “knew” he wasn't smart; he was a dummy. We met individually over the Bible and he was in Bible study with us for a couple of years.
His time in the Word had awakened in him a hunger to learn and to share and reoriented the picture that he had painted of his “dumb” self.
He was transformed.
It was not anything that I did. It was not anything more than his spending time reading and studying the Word and allowing the Holy Spirit to weld the truth of what he was finding in the Word into his heart. I have seen it happen more times than I can count.
It makes it easy to get up in the morning.