I am loved.
The power of those words may never ever cease to bring me to my knees in awe of a God who loves the way our God loves.

Fear not, for I have redeemed you,
I have summoned you by name, you are mine.

I am chosen, and I am safe in Him. I am secure. I can't be shaken. I can't be plucked away. He calls me His.
And if I cannot put my trust in Him, where can I place my trust?
And so Abba Father, Husband, Maker... take all of me. Even the places I am scared to give. The control I am afraid to do without. Humble me in the places that I think I know best, because you know me more fully and deeply and intimately and wonderfully than I know myself. And you know what is best. It is my desire to be satisfied in you, having all I need. Complete. Bulldoze me. Crush my unbelief, and the hope for lesser things. I trust you to lead me, and to express your glory through both my weakness and my victories... be lifted High. And thank you for grace. You know my heart and you weep with me. You have compassion when I am limited and you just hold me in a place of peace. You are more than I deserve, and I am devoted to you.

 I am under vows to you, my God; 
   I will present my thank offerings to you. 
 For you have delivered me from death 
   and my feet from stumbling, 
that I may walk before God 
   in the light of life.
-Psalm 56:12-13