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.

Very easily,

I could have been unloved,

unsaved,

dead,

non-existent.

 

 

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