Gratitude and worship.

Last before the clock strikes midnight.

In all my 23 years in this earth, I have to declare that I can never claim credit and be proud of any single thing I've accomplished. I couldn't have done them all by myself. In fact, I think I'd be dead by now, several times over. If not, I'd be lost, all alone, and beyond repair.

This is the first birthday eve of my life spent by myself, and I feet all but lonely. Right when the clock struck midnight, this heart couldn't help but confess and be thankful for how Jesus has been there from the beginning and will be there until the end. I couln't do anything except worship Him, and glorify Him, for all that He has done in my life.

I've been through so much, done so many things to break His heart. Yet in all this, His grace is always enough. His grace and His love are the best gifts I can ever receive, for every birthday, for every single day. I need nothing more. If I had all the tears in the world, we'd all be swimming by morning.


My life is in His hands. All I want is Him for the rest of my days.

"Your eyes saw my unformed body. All the days ordained for me were written in your book before one of them came to be." ~ Psalm 139:16

Jesus, thank You. I love You. I owe You my whole life.
6/8/2012