November 14, 2010 § Leave a comment
God, I take you for granted, just as I take my breath for granted.
I take it for granted that you are always here with me,
that you carry me through life and protect me.
When I think of you, I don’t think of your calvary.
I think, prayer request granter, forgiver of sins.
But I don’t look beyond that,
to see that you love me so much
you died for me.
I could have been unloved,