The love of Christ overwhelms me.
His presence, when strong, takes my breath away.
His compassion sings over me while His grace steals my heart.
I do not have to understand Him.
I do not have to explain His mysteries.
He asks only that I know Him.
Yes, His ways are complex.
Yet, His instruction is simple.
He is my source of self-worth.
He clothes me with His strength and His dignity.
My self-esteem comes from the One who created me.
He knows me best.
People fail me. My Savior will not forsake me.
My flesh tempts me, but His Holy Spirit prevails.
His Son saved me.
My sin He carried.
My shortcomings were nailed to a cross while His broken body covered them.
His last breath, He took, after saying, "It is finished."
God's glory was revealed when He overcame death.
His Son is my Savior.
Because He lives, I will see His face.
I knew Him. I know Him. I want to know Him more.
He is King Jesus.
And I am His princess.
