Thanksgiving - 6 Days To A Grateful HeartChikamu

Thank You

Thank you for the cross, Jesus. When I look into your eyes, I remember—no one loves me like you do. Your nail-scarred hands still hold me. With your stripes you healed every sickness. You suffered in my place and bore my shame. Forgiveness was offered for my every sin.

Though bloody and beaten, the Prince of heaven radiated with the pure, perfect beauty of undefiled love. What glory shone from a darkened, bloody cross! To think it was your passion for me that held you there is unfathomable. My cries of praise and words of thanks are not enough.

I offer you this humble life. Even that isn’t my own—it was a gift from you. I will live in victory, rising above every opposition, just as you did when you rose from the dead. Pierce my opinions with your revelation truth, just as you were pierced at the place of the skull. Let your Holy Spirit flood me with eternal life, so rivers of living water will flow from the depths of my being.

King of my heart, you did it for me. The finished work of the cross—all for your bride.