I sit at the library by myself this morning with my Bible, my journal, my laptop, and a fresh manicure and pedicure. I can’t think of a better way to be spending the morning of my 30th birthday than this.
I am so grateful today for my life. As I reflect on the fact that God brought me into this world 30 years ago after carefully knitting me together in my mother’s womb and that He has kept me here on this earth to this day according to His own good pleasure, I am astounded.
To think that my life MEANS something to God… to think that He has a specific purpose for my time here… and to think that He knows exactly what my days hold… makes me feel so small, so humbled, so utterly dependent upon and indebted to Him.
When I think about my life, I think about Him–the Giver and Sustainer of life.
Why me, God? Why have You chosen me? Why do You love me? Why do You care for me? I who have nothing… and yet I am something to You.
I can only say, Thank You. Thank You for all You have done, and thank You for all You will do.
I do not know what part You have for me in Your sovereign plan, but I humbly submit, Lord. My life is not my own, and I only learn that more the longer I live.
Thank You, God, that I am Yours–that You have created me, paid for me, and remained with me.
It is because of You and to You that I live.