Thanksgiving
ABBA, I belong to you, you are more real than the skin on my bones, more real than the ground that I stand on. Here I am to worship you for molding me, changing me, strengthening me, give me great courage to obey. You are altogether worthy, altogether holy, altogether wonderful to me. I will never know how much it cost to see my sin paid for on the cross. Thank you that the last few years have been painful but you ABBA are removing the pain from the experience of simply being in your presence changing the way that I think, changing the way that I perceive, sculpting me into a vessel that will hold the oil that you will trust me with to smear upon others as you direct. Thank you my master, you are soverign in all your ways, help me this day to adore your greatness and be patient during the change, knowing that you will lavish upon me a beauty that can't be sold nor withheld. Thank you for the new me surrendered for your voice to guide me and lead me to victory. Thank You, my master, Thank You
Thanksgiving Blessings