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Thank You


Dear Lord,

 

You’ve taught me a lot about myself

In less than a year than the other 18 years, I’ve lived

You never left my side

Even when I thought you did

You never saw me less than worthy

 

You sent your only son to die for my sins

But you always made sure I never felt guilty about it

You loved me more than I loved myself

You didn’t have to

I guess

 

I was broken

It wasn’t a condition

It was just me

You fixed me

No, You made me whole

 

Never knew how to thank you

But you never asked either

Which makes you so good

Thank You

 
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