that He came

That He came

That I might live.

He washes my guilt away...

so I can truly live....

what amazing love...

I have life

abundant life...

because of His sacrifice for me.

little ole me.

I was worth it to Him.

He loved me that much.

Amazing.

How could it be?

A sacrifice He gave for me?

What can I do for Him?

Believe?

Trust?

Obey?

And so, then,

How shall I live?

embarassed to say His name?

To give a testimony?

Will I dance like I never have danced before?

or sing like I have never sung before?

Will I shout out praises to Him because He is worthy?

To live is to admit....

He is All.

Unashamedly so.