He gave all He had for me.

He gave all He was for me.

Even before I ever considered Him.

He bought me with blood.

I am His property, His slave, really, but He calls me brother.


It’s personal between Him and I.



So if you’ll excuse me, I think I am going to go do a little thankfulness dance right now. May it last for the rest of my days. And then for all eternity.

Cultivating Thankfulness with Ann Voskamp

#305 A great haircut

#304 Fish tacos

#303 Jesus’ friendship to me

Linking up with Gratituesday , Pour Your Heart, WLWW, Denise in Bloom, Hearts 4 Home, Hearts Reflected