You are my strength and my song. My ever-present help in time of need. You are the only consistent in an inconsistent world.
You are a Father to this daughter, a master to your humble servant, a light in the midst of darkness, a blanket in the cold, peace in the storm, rain in the dry land and sun shining through the clouds.
You are hope to the hopeless, joy to the joyless, faith to the faithless and love to the loveless.
You are my warmth when I’m cold, my cool breeze when I’m hot.
You are clothes in my nakedness and forgiveness in my sin.
You love me even when I feel unlovable and sing to me when I don’t deserve a song.
You hold me close when I don’t feel worthy to be in your presence and speak over me even when I haven’t earned your voice.
You stand by me regardless of my mistakes and take my hand to lead me back to your path when I wander off.
I feel so unworthy of your lessons, yet you continue to teach. You are amazing, loving, good, pure, gracious, wonderful, glorious, beautiful…words cannot due you justice.
I write this and pray these words reach your ears. I love you, Lord, with all of me.
Every beat of my heart beats for you.
Every breath in my lungs breaths for you.
Every morning I wake up in obedience to you.
I am yours and you are mine, forever and always.