Thursday, October 2, 2008

I don't thank you enough


Thank you for everything you have done for me. Thank you for loving me even when I screw up. Your love is like nothing I have ever felt.

I don't say thank you enough for sending Jesus to die for my sins and I'm sorry for that. I forget about the cross on my neck sometimes, forget why I wear it. God, thank you for never letting me walk away from you 100%, you always manage to pull me back when I get too far away from you. Thank you for stopping me, being my conscience when my "old self" comes out. You stop me from going backwards, force me to own up to my actions, no matter how bad it is.

Thank you for saving me and caring about me. No one has ever cared for me like you do. Why do you do it? There have been many times when I dishonored you. There are so many people who don't care about you. Ah, I get it, you not only love me but you love them too? Irregardless of what they do? That's awesome, it really is.

Thank you for assuring me that I'm gonna be alright when I don't seem to think so. Thank you for showing light in my sometimes dark world. Thank you for always welcoming me back to your arms when I stray off your path. I don't deserve this kind of love from you. Your love is so amazing, your grace and mercy is beyond my comprehension. Thank you for always having time for me, when my schedule is so busy, I have no time for you.

Thank you for always keeping my eyes open and for wiring me to put others needs before myself. Thank you for making the person that I am. You made me this way for a reason. Thank you for showing me that my purpose is to serve you above everything. That right there is an honor, the highest to speak of.

Thank you for the fact that I can hear the sounds around me, hear my great-niece giggling as I'm singing Happy Birthday to her, hear the waves crashing against the shore. The sounds of people singing only for You. Thank you for my sight, through my eyes, I have seen your beauty, the world's pain, the smile of a loved one. I've seen You. Thank you for my sense of smell, I have smelled fresh green grass and the ocean air. I have smelled the pages of an old Bible. Thank you for my sense of touch, to me the most important sense I have. With this, I have felt the hug from a deep friend, the hand of a stranger in need, the softness of a baby's cheek, the comfort of a warm blanket. I have felt my hand in yours.

Thank you for my family. I complain about them a lot, but you gave them to me for a reason. I'm not as thankful as I should be when it comes to my family. Thank you for my "Arizona family", I realized today how immensely blessed I am to be part of their family. They accept me for who I am, make me feel loved, give me somewhere to go on the hoildays.

Thank you for blessing me with such awesome friends that I love dearly and hold very close to my heart. I take them for granted sometimes and forget to thank you for them also. These are the ones who show me you're still around when I can't find you. Thank you for the amazing way they love me, no matter what I do, their love for me never ends.

I guess I get caught up in life and forget how blessed I am sometimes. I apologize for that. Thank you for opening my eyes to who you are almost 6 years ago. Wow, it has been a ride, but I wouldn't change a thing. Thank you for everything, I will be eternally grateful to you for what you have done in my life.

2 comments: said...

This just went to my bones. Bless your heart. You are doing great. In the middle of school/life stress, remember this: HE LOVES YOU!!! He wants to be in every part of your life. Psalm 23. Working on this myself. Thanks for keeping me in your prayers. Likewise I will you.


PS: Thanks heeps and loads for the link love. You are so so so so so so so so kind!

AZmommy23 said...

Hi Brandy,

I was on Sara's blog and followed the link to yours. What a wonderful thing to do... to write a thank you note to God! Wow, that kind of gratitude is something I definitely need to incorporate into my relationship with Him. Thanks for sharing!

Kim M.