i am so undeserving. when i think of all the things i have, there is no suitable response except complete humility.
because when i was not even born, christ died for me.
when i am weakest, he is strongest.
when i am down, he is my eternal joy.
when i empty, he is full of truth, grace and mercy.
when i cannot stand, he is my rock.
when i cannot love, he reminds me of the perfect sacrifice.